second chance at        ?
                                    what
this                 ­               ?
this       unloving of Kizmitism

?no,   I think I would rather
                                     .    sip up
  the Pain   ,directly from
         the Pool itsself

You have lost Me in the Water

& that is       living like a Wave
                                   returning
into & into & into Itsself
                         ...       returning
into You & You & You

utter unblueness, cursing
my outward future
                                  i am
falling.        roundacircle

(into & into & into myself)

slowing,gravitate wards
  dizzing perplexity
& enjoy it,oh so deeply,

i am god's hopeless agent

i am growing into this
               cobalt
               speed way,,
   as if dipping limbs
           , silvering,
never seem to end

do not kiss his waning cheek
,like starlight tempts        a
reckless fishhook          ,no.

kiss Me,     & lie entangled
in      diffusing light of
galaxy. it warms your neck,

(& My hand), drawing vincent's
starry night   til you are asleep
in the cradle of love's creation.

the firstly buttered lick of
  'who do i share this with?'
i am here,boasting my yard,
& the sun is warming her
   with tenderness.

She could set my soul free.
with Her finger, tilt
back my head til i loosen
         in a solar jacuzzi.
She could warm me too.