Smaller and smaller,
You want to forge frames
For barely phrases—
Miniature hoards
Of astonishing
Value dug into
The unforgiving,
Denser and denser
Earth—here’s your fossil,
What’s been left to you,
Worth more than most banks,
Ready for barter,
Painting sprung to life
Over the city
That tried to bury
The astonishing
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