we've been
mortally
wounded
by the need
to know.
we come
again and
again.
we die for it.
knowing
and not
knowing
are the same.

no one
ever
sat
there

Your head lowers
when diving into
The Ocean.

the sky continually

undresses,

a nakedness overruns

the body.

leaving no trace

of flesh.

as thine eye be single...

sun to the sky,

sky to the sun.

~Our daylights
need beating,
come on babe...
let's Bermuda
these triangles~

Fall, fall...fell
in love with
this day, as
every.
When the sun
goes down,
her look away
is not frigidity--
but a reminder
of what days
imply.

waves always feel like
a long time coming.
tide high as nirvana
breaks down at eye level,
on the feet of boulders.
clusters of bubbles popping--
one by one as joy screaming
underwater.
to let out the imperturbable
truth, remaining silent on
what was first to last.
further out, the rims of waves
destined for the same, are
darkened by schooling fish.