7/31/21

the drift



up from the iron core

without reprimand

without guilt

through the belly of the sea

with pure intentions

I enter the drift


afloat, directionless

eyes wide to the stars

beautiful and obscene

these faults and perfections

on full display

without applause


I am here among you

I have returned

below the gaze of the dead

I have come again to

witness the mellifluous force

the miraculous embrace


She opens her arms

from the sea

from the sky

touched with all acceptance

and cradled as a gift

I release to her my will


(Image from mirrorsinner.tumblr.com)



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