Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Genesis with Emily just after waking

This is another poem from around 5, maybe 6 years ago.

Genesis With Emily Just After Waking

Emily, it is not only that

I drink to hollow out my body.

My body hollow, I drink

to fill my body.

Why God chose to make me, Emily

I will never know.

I was made in a glass dish.

When I drink, I unbecome

That evening which unformed the voice of the ocean--

And your morning body

bridges the firmament.

Look at me Emily.

I have spent the entire morning watching

Your head rise the crest of my body.

Beneath the cathedral of my bone

The ocean notes gather-- firm

As the glass under the stars, the whispered

spirals of a conch

call out--

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