Infinite Reaches

a blade ground in salt

could not excise,

the growth of pain felt

swollen sea consumed dunes

natural barrier evasive

in it’s collapse

grass spikes protect,

she had been there

falling to the white edge,

now soaked

clutching at her stomach

that pouch beneath

with life partially formed

his sperm connective

by movement,

a moment taken

a decisive act

that had a consequence

now she wanted it away

wanting the sea to enter her

as it would a caves lagoon

swirl and wash debris away,

that was at first

now struggled away from

tidal grip,

hair a black concealment

falling over face wet

so her lips found salt,

beneath the raucous gulls

her imagined cell phone rang,

he would be there

the other not,

complex tissue entwined

by emotional forces,

it would remain inside her

till that time to emerge

to suckle on darkened nipple,

stretch marks illustrate

the act of betrayal

a map of satisfaction

that went further

together borne out of this,

cold prickled

her skin blotching red

shoes lost

slipped silent over sand

to a pavement lot,

car doors still open

once a water grave marker

now transport to a home

that would smell different

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Raw Oxidized


Oxidized bent into alternate shape

steel formed and defined

by us one fall,

the old green blanket

dragged from Buick trunk,

beyond the sink and realtor hours,

arranged a promise to meet,

gold on fingers no restraint,

cool mist spread

as if to muffle those who knew us,

temptations touch was strong,

discreet parked,

sparse tree’s that would be acquainted

with color again in spring,

tremors and kisses,

only sounds our clothes

and hands as they spoke in undressing,

flesh tinted by greasy window light,

all yearning was concentrated

upon each each other not in love

but temptation and lust,

to know each other briefly

not eternally,

hearts cluttered with other worlds

of length and importance,

this was an only moment,

for her it would evaporate,

for me as i stand

then bow touching bent steel,

i remember that truly

wanting something unable to attain,

love had been a receding  tide

and new island found

but that too had been consumed and lost,

and i was left with a memory

beneath graying folds of hair