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Giant Kelp

you giant kelp, brown algae.
they call you a stonewart. you cannot
even consider land for living on,
no photosynthesis
apparatus 

in yr pockets for surviving
off of sunlight, like he and i did. your cousins,
green & purple entwine the folds of self
awareness. they let themselves out like a pair
of slacks while you bind.  
the moon carves into ice inside one of its
own basins. looks like the same calligraphy
he and i decipher with our feet all
up in your tendrils, eagerly as we sometimes
indulge a vice. we are animals, we come
together, while your very existence
suggests plant life
has been around nearly a half-billion
years in a great divide.