Sunday, June 09, 2019


Seize strains
  of sun sweetly
 falling string.

Dive deep
  with temptation
  rusty hook.

I've cast deep
   into blue.

Impression dilates
in concentric spheres.

The fatal moment
  when mouths close.

  My stick bends
 to the sad weight
  depths hold dear.

               In the clear,
                  twist tail,
                gasp on thin air--
                                            find breath
                                            in a bucket.

         Your vanquished eyes
               never close.

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