a dog is running with another dog on a hill above the sea a boat is anchored by a wooden dock as a hand above a knee I'm breaking bottles over heavy rocks, an urge above a need a hidden passage to a secret lock, a note above a key
just below the surface growth emerged in mud beneath the sand she was touching me and I was mat at her, stretched beneath her hand what is common will become obscure as a book beneath a ban I have seen the roots of fallen firs spread beneath the land
I've seen the weaker being show the greater strength, as a whaler on a whale I've seen the shortest message speak impressive length, as a sign upon a trail "what lies ahead has already been laid," said the train upon the rail the misdirected route that fortune made, as a wind upon a sail