are you a pedestrian
crossing that narrow inlet
of water,
once tormented by salmon
quick flickering to spawn,
no cars or vehicles
yet still you walk,
with a wake about your boots
head down,
light was changing,
and that thread of thought
was anchoring your brow down,
a kiss has a momentum
beyond the lips
carried on a narrow breath
that would never
bring you to a standstill,
salt on eyelashes
cast by the sea
tainting tongue
drying lips,
once clear
return to the cottage
owned by our cities
last blind man,
and wait at the glass
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adjustment into darkness
from memphis to eleusis
found his place in harbor lighthouse,
after challenges underground
proved his worth more than stoic penis
wrapped in demeter’s poppies,
his light house
the only light he knew
had no lover to share,
so wished to discover others,
red mullet of extraordinary size
spoke to him of those that make love
on the beaches at night,
he was being called on to do
serapis whispered over pillows
into sleeping ears
keeping the light bright with oil
sent out that red mullet
scaled fish of land and sea
and it would return,
raising from the sea
with line and hook
secured the writhing eel
of couple snatched from sand
they became his lovers for the night
venting lust and sadism on both,
be it man man or woman love to be
extracted,
when done said his prayers to
the face of apis
tormented by pain,
then with surgical practice
cut them and fed them to the
mullet that sang,
the time would come
when fish and man would
indulge in passion,
his sperm food for the vitellogenesis
and his spawn
would find other oceans
to claim their own
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her bow knew the sea,
foam beckoned on harbor wall
sea curls stretched to horizon,
yet land restrained
docked for repair,
a boatsman’s pleasure
scraping hull
refreshing blue
his toughened hands
worked and manipulated,
she responded by gaining dignity,
freedom of wave
that sensation of roll awaits,
a new season of trawling
and lobster pots
and her yearning ends