Tag Archives: Swim
Coy
One Spring sing-song day
I took a risk
I lit a match
I set them words on fire, yeah!
Crazy wasn’t my friend then
But I’m swimmin’ in it now, boy!
It was absolutely Spring
I’d remembered what she said
Sick
Function and Form
Maybe I had to fall
Probably I needed the thief
Or the cries of the world
Sound too distant to me
I’m sure my role was to sink
Made for the dark of the deep
So when at last I ascend
I’ll know to bring others with me
Apices
He’s afraid of coming close
She looks too much like him
The same sharp teeth
The same keen nose
The same deliberate swim
She wears scars so visibly
His brother’s constant barbs
They catch his eye
They call his cape
They yet keep him afar
unnamed well
As I Live
The year
Stricken to speechlessness
Mine
The choice
To chisel out frozen thoughts
Mine
The swim away
Stripped-down to silk
Mine
Green
Tea of the perfect persuasion
The wayward garden
The midnight sky
How I’d swim there
Were my arms long enough