Friday, April 6, 2012

A Perfect Time to Shut Your Eyes


You remember the sound of the undulating waves crashing under
the hull with specks of starlight salting the darkness
I gripped the freezing banister imagining falling in
down till the sound of my voice drowned
frowning as the dense water bounds for my lungs
spinning around till I reach the depth of my soul.

You’re that great white circling my ocean seeking
the scent of my blood
that shark bumping it’s nose against my still carcass
leaving bite marks to remind me we’re not foes
supposed to sink but the floater keeps me drinking.

You recall the way our voices lifted when we were alone
shone my own shadow on your ceiling
garbling goodbyes with distant prizes
you make it rain when you smile
imagining those wet dots sliding down your pallid cheeks
staring at the sinking pink in the sky
mild daylight shrinking into the horizontal sheath
my eyes count the visibly planets shyly
revealing their true colors to me.