Light entered newly, continually...touching light
that imaged--I swore I was there, yet there was
elsewhere.
I could isolate no thing and call it mine.
Bluing takes on blue--bluer elimination rounds
of sloshing sublimity...swelling, welling
and sparkling.
A heart mouthing its breaker...as Hokusai's immortal
upheaval, the shape of cataclysmic implication lent
to shapeless actuation (futurity).
You and I could be counted among those drown by
a nuetrally charged force of nature (Love).
Peace be on the heart that could not help but take
it personal...peace be on it.
Dark entered newly, continually...touching dark
that imaged not--I swore I was there, yet there was
elsewhere...O impossibly personal/impersonal One!
Tears of brine can be tasted...how bitter they are--
the Ocean has shifted the focus of her love.