PLEASE HELP BLUE PRESS STAY AFLOAT

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Speaking Into (not Thru) the Sea

Bubbles remain pinned to the breath
& within every rime & breeze
whispered across the
ivory concordance of foam

            syllables of Passage yet to be charted
tending to collateral & insistent
                        as blooms delineated by the wind when
            you were otherwise detained
                        beneath the pink pearls & rusted machetes
                                    of yet another guacamole sunrise

            & every shade of gray that falls between the handmirror
            & the beach with gleaming gunmetal tides
                        scrolling distraction while bearing witness

                        each bubble rises to the surface where it pops
                        freeing a word