from diamonds to unswept halls of parallels
what I see
isn’t what I saw
what I saw
isn’t what I see –
no ocean or mountain midnight particles
tell of what I will beyond the now
tell of what I did before the then –
bronchial seaweed sweeps across the rocky
sub-littoral, spherules all burst
sub-littoral, spherules all flayed
like bells the fogbound sunrise casts its motes
pealing luminescent crimson waves
pealing luminescent crimson curls
above, upon, within the only never-never
horizon’s tail, body, heads, mouth
horizon’s
tail, body, heads, gulf
salt and fresh – stalagmite and stalactite
in an ancient cave of cross-currents
in an ancient creature’s overbite –
in near-freezing rock pools hang the networks
conical
tendrils, interstellar beings
conical
tendrils striated by ripples
crash-landing, slow decay, suspended to serve
as home to peppercorn sea snails
as home to mineral-blackened shrimp
from parallels to unswept halls of diamonds
weeds to
dream physiognomy
weeds to
dream physiognomy
no mountain or ocean midnight particles
tell of what I’ll see beyond the now
tell of what I saw before the then.
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