The stain of persepctive
exonerates marathon recitations
of the sea & sky
just as rain is buried in the ocean
the variegated murmur of dark branches prevailing
& the bells (if we take the time to dissolve
against the pink skin of pelicans & gulls
So much the better that we held our breath then
seeing how that shadows fell
to form the skeleton of a
Mayan temple
in a crevice of the tide
The wingspan derivative
in twilight steel like
tuning the fencewire
beyond the widening reach of wet sand at
Needle Beach
where these inverted footsteps
were meant to lead you