nighttime swimming

soft water at twilight
then black ink pooled.
pitch brushes wave brushes submerge.
soft water talking alone to the shore.            

soft water talking alone to the shore.  split
bonds feel bodied in cool.  be weightless.
howl razors and slash open the night:
cause the turbid sky to clear.  too
the moon      falling stars.  too those
grieving trees cant, their tips bleeding
sticky       weeping thickly.  sorrowing a
rapturous flow

soft water talking alone to the shore.  alone
to small pebbles dry dirt.  beam bright
midnight    evolving dawn     calling birds
and the blazing sun fervor hot day.
melt leavings.  melt spurn and dive
into sluice under surge
rushing swells
  
soft water talking alone to the shore.
freeze fresh and blue lips and blue hands.  feet.
fire dwindled   red died    rusted relics inside
ember and finally.  ash.  leftways abandon
and leftways just, bare and crackling.
and quiet