SETTLEMENT 1. it is first the fear of starvation that makes the town then the muscles for biting off pity that strengthen settlers must be hard of heart willing to steal their interior 2. a tide of hands altering the shore the shore is a line that holds up who I am is only the outline of a land where the world arrives from the loosening shore I am beckoned to an undefined interior to shake its mystery into falling hardship and longing have worn the trail I follow and drive me their unrefusing beast forward 3. in the dark a weariness immune to fear replaces the blood's rich movement at the helpless boundary the body's minerals escape effortlessly into a landscape without compass the unmoving place of loss and home