Before anyone got here
a kind of disease
just not as impetuous
One returns to
a clumsy mortality at best
& ankle deep
as it was still possible
(like the LXXXI Canto printed on a grain of sand)
to leap from the edge of yourself
ie, the beer bottle window ledge balcony
but blue blue water cut w/white foam
(as the seagull said to Obysseus)
Leucothea, submerged
prayer flags whipping in the winds of chance
in the wind, anyway
expecting all that is oblivious
& tender