Gaping fissures in the landscape yawn around me 
Stones [bad word] to dust and fall to the depths 
Nothing is familiar here, but always the same as before 
The shell [bad word] around me into the soil and sand 
I am envenomed by the salt of the earth 
Nothing [bad word] here, but always the same as before 
Fragments of a brittle carapace 
Fingernails, hair, and ash-buried bones