we've always lived here
remember?
waking five times a day
and blinking drowsily at the constantly shifting sky
as though we knew the heavens adopted mood swings from below
being jealous of man's imperfection

we rise to walk the mornings in a dotted ritual

dusk's imperial medicine saunters in
leaving some turned up on their bellies without hope
of finishing those little plans they once began
I turn upon a bed of foam
your outline in the strange light
looks like the tallest mountain on a distant island
(im boatless to reach it, still)
a crumbled sequence
penetrates
the solid rhythm of the distance
pivoting
I stare confused into the heart of my home
where
my skin ages backwards and forwards
in pulsing thrashing breaths

in my darkest sleep
a fragile smear
cried to me for a brief perpetual glaze
mapping cycles without names
telling me more the softer it became
can you hear it
"amagheo ristripo cluveray ver ver ver simlus..." the voice dissolved into the ocean
as I opened my eyes with half my face stretching the ground
a prophet baby with all the fury of creating
in his muscles
doesn't know his own strength
is he me?
are you aware of this?
am I sealed by the burnt edges of
denial?

im walking now
where the ocean meets the sand