insomniac
tangible darkness
let me take a picture of you
paint you on the wall
scribble your name on waters
in your naked form
bend you, so no one else
knows you but me, alone
insomniac darkness — tell me
my muse, let me taste you,
bewildering, like arrows in disarray
and white birds
surreal as falling seraphs and forked tongues
moist darkness
what is sulking inside you must submerge
with manta rays hemmed in circles long ago
curled horns probing, testing bygones,
frozen dawn condensing my azure dreams ashore
