The River Between Us (2001)
drainedinto an ocean yousaid lookedlike skin --
skinwith a surfaceunbroken bythe wake
of my currentbodysinking slowlyin sheets.
Slowly oceans rise.Birds' nests float like coronasBurnt into bruised halosFrom staring too long at the skyFor a branch or a limbTo hang on from sunken trees.Everything's under water now.Blood from inside the fleshHas seeped outside onto the backsOf turtles that drift like stepping stonesOver unstable wavesToward an insubstantial future.Dr. Mike
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