Where the land splits between us
the sea wears your name like a bell,
ringing, ringing out to me, I come
grabbed at the navel, by the sound of
your syllables, you are here now,
you are everywhere, the heat in the
sun, the prickle of air against
my neck, we share a cigarette
you don’t smoke, do you?
you will smoke like a forest fire
burning out slowly, across acres
of scorched land, you grab me
by the ankles, like a hand from underneath
the bed, that nightmare that we all share,
that monster we’re too old to believe in
we believe in it now