I SAT BY THE SEA
I SMELLED THE SALTY WISDOM THERE
I ASKED IT TO FORM THE WORDS
WITH THE SLOW EBB AND FLOW OF TIDE
FOR THE SAKE OF HONESTY
AND BONES LAID BARE
IT FORMED THEM AND SLAPPED THEM AGAINST ROCK;
SPIT THEM UP ONTO THE SAND TO DRY WITH
THE BARNACLES AND UPENDED CRABS
I SAW THEM THERE:
WORDS.
PROTOPLASMIC. SIMPLE. UGLY.
SINGLE CELLED, MULTI-SYLLABIC ORGANISMS OF DESTRUCTION AND SELF FLOGGING.
I SAID TO THE SEA, “I UNDERSTAND.”
IT ROSE UP AND BORE THEM AWAY
OUT TO THE PALE HORIZON
[WHERE THE SKY MINGLES WITH THE WATER AND ALL THINGS
ARE DEPTH
SUN
AND AIR]
TO BE BAPTIZED IN THE PACIFIC NORTH WEST
IS TO BE THE ULTIMATE CLEAN.
ONCE I CARRIED IT ALL,
NOW I’M FREE.
plus i spent a schwack of time with
two of the best ladies on planet earth
which was also good for the worth of
the spirit and the soul.
respectively.