This pen will write underwater

Asleep & gazing up thru the tide
pool
                      WARP
                                        outside the liquor store
dim lit Byzantine I
suppose an azured
tint you walk away with
                      Malaguena Salerosa
& a bucket of worried mind
              falling thru cracks
                                        in the sidewalk

t  r  a  n  s  m  u  t  a  t  i  o  n  s

              Lonely arms the flowers pumping
              sanctuary I sidestep air beginning
              breath as soundless & a photograph
              taken in Mexico just this side of
              forgiveness