8.3.15

UNBURY treasure,     unlearn speech

            ask of redemption -

            ask of the sky –

                        brazen illusion.

We trusted in indifferent landscape

            and translucent back / bent

wings

Creatures of the tide

disorient gentle movement

remembering what arrival feels like

remembering to lie

            underneath the water

            across land, across sea,

            across sediment

A swift presentation

            of injury

            of pure turquoise

            of ragged skin

Your cool, captured absence –

I refuse.

I wait, too

I deny                         light veined leaves

We’ll feel our edges blur

our bodies split by the meridian.