4 J (Untitled)

by rebsnugs

Beside your continental body
Tasting salted winds and sugary sunsets
Carrion runoff swirls in my mouth
And sediment centuries deep builds a
Bed for gestating sealife

Our polyrhythmic cadence
And technicolor melodies
In late midsummer harmony
We balance light against lies
And listen for truth in the treetops

My eyes bleed sapphire tears
To baptize starfish and gull
Shifting dunes in springtime
Churning clouds in fall

Upon winters’ frozen crust I perch in wait
Of snowflakes careless tumbling
White calm, sound paused and still

Atomic vibrations, abundant cataclysms
My grave
is my burrow
is my womb