water

searching daylight for a face.

closing my eyes

and hearing my heart

soon it comes

the calm beginning 

of some kind of 

home

simple.

i run ahead of myself

and into a little house of soul

who is it?

which way out is the sea?

lighted in a new shape

the sand

yes.  it is dark

and a young body is in the waves

turning over alive with watery noise

i was always

in the water

the monotony of water

the closest thing to heaven

i shed my clothes my flesh cannot hide

the night teaches me a little

the sea plays along my back, the folds of my skin

there we stayed until shadows mirrored rivers

and there was no more song.