Underfoot..sharp, black
Cracked bastion
To my right the beach
A yellow talon
Sky poised
My left the cliffs
Broken battered
Slow disaster in stone
Vapoured wave storm
And gravity
Before me the voracious neighbour
Quiet now..
But with deep, unspeakable intent
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