Mountains
It is not easy to remember
All the world's necessities
When this world refuses to exist
Without the words to describe it.
Parts of it sometimes disappear
When I forget to give names
To all these things around me.
The distant grey mountains
Were lost to me the other day.
I must have forgotten to name them
Before the slow mist came down
And swallowed everything inside itself.
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