Saturday, June 13, 2020

at sea




Gratitude is the only secret that cannot reveal itself.
Emily Dickinson

at sea privacy is a narrow throat
of space: breath - depress - 
express - impress- a chest of keeps.

and the lid is hinged against
the wind of want - long shut 
and soaked in years 

of cormorant - of booby - 
guano let go in sticks - in kelp nests 
pressed with web- with crawl 

of bodies of exo-self - of alfresco
calcium - of labored ivory advertised -
of gum and jaw - all for wont

of simple thrust against
the weight of bones kept indoor - 
of gravity and atmosphere

or else the pry of some hand-
stitched grid made to mark
a rendezvous with incongruity: 

to rise - to be private - to go
to see (d) like all things alive
waiting to die to be alive

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