lundi 28 décembre 2009

your great body

for a.b. (again)

i'm losing myself in your body
drowning in your metaphors, your verbs
watching your maiden voyage, then
as you disappear over the horizon
breaching the waves one last time
you become whale in southern waters
your mating songs deepen your voice
cows and calves swim about you
holding fast to your radar

then it's off the screen, it's gone
only the great swollen body floats
on these frozen seas of the north
where i sit, lost to everything
but your memory
resigned to my will to preserve
the living part of you
every limb you left to us
to save us from drowning

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