For Anna
I am the 6/8
thumping
in your chest,
when you stand
in the sand.
I am the simple
mystery,
the first puzzle
solved.
I am the ragged line
where shore
decays into ocean,
where sea
grasps at sky.
I am the sea to you,
the whole deep,
and I don’t know
how it happened.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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