Black sea blue

I fall in as a seed does
encased in that which feeds and protects me
floating sinking floating
swatches of light blue
swathes of black blue
my time is sea as block time
where all is future present past future

all this choking buy sell bury throw
into sea will in you is in me
even my breath and blood
reveal its indulgent ecstasy destruction

at the end of the long swim between cliffs
so narrow
a man before me intimate
since child each deep curve this body-like channel
washes with me up at the neck of a small shore
choked with tires plastic bottles nets
prickling his silent closed face
his spit
once I would have planted myself here

From: Bewtween each bullet; unpublished

Posted: Wed 23 May, 2018