b. Charcoal
to draw the reeds.
He disagrees;
burnt sticks
swum out of the Coatham marsh -
Travellers maybe, at the side
cooked fish here, chicken?
Yet is this a chicken bone?
There are no birdprints
by the effluent pools
no domestic fowl
to stick their heads in the sand
mutate, glow, spontaneously combust.
Maybe roc frequents such a hard place?