On the sixth day after family found
you waterlogged
the rest of us wolves
dispersed their findings
and you sank
into the sky again
The peeping-glass window
bobs above whitecaps
to beckon a plea.
Schools of constellations swim
like the fish you watched in sinking
light, twinkle under powdered
youth
gunmetal grey
they migrate South into mist brave
enough to stop bullets from our sandy
goodbyes
Who's left glimpses
at its single canister
expired
faces bleached
by glow,
waist-deep
in undertow
When you fled the urn,
I heard Truth's chain yanked
by its brass bell. Rattled
behind and
in front
of us, your wrists and
boulders free from tethermarks
A tongue-tied choir scream
the land-locked blues
Florid at the cheeks
we the shy acrobats
juggle fingers
in closed palms till
the breeze sunk us
like a dozen pruned
handprints.
Amends to bruised backsides
you waterlogged
the rest of us wolves
dispersed their findings
and you sank
into the sky again
The peeping-glass window
bobs above whitecaps
to beckon a plea.
Schools of constellations swim
like the fish you watched in sinking
light, twinkle under powdered
youth
gunmetal grey
they migrate South into mist brave
enough to stop bullets from our sandy
goodbyes
Who's left glimpses
at its single canister
expired
faces bleached
by glow,
waist-deep
in undertow
When you fled the urn,
I heard Truth's chain yanked
by its brass bell. Rattled
behind and
in front
of us, your wrists and
boulders free from tethermarks
A tongue-tied choir scream
the land-locked blues
Florid at the cheeks
we the shy acrobats
juggle fingers
in closed palms till
the breeze sunk us
like a dozen pruned
handprints.
Amends to bruised backsides