(no subject)
Do you think you will end
up like the rest? Beached and bruised, burned
up in the sea-bright sun? You are right to say
my net is cast wide as shorelines, that I will
turn whatever swims my way on its belly, that I am curious,
insatiable. But you did not come to me through net and brine --
you came on foam and wave, you crossed current,
you turned tide.
uncatchable love, you are not netted.
(Believe me, the webbing you see
does not surround, even as you approach .... it does not ... encroach? It does not crowd.
You were always on the outside, always safe,
always able, unkept but keeping
close.)
up like the rest? Beached and bruised, burned
up in the sea-bright sun? You are right to say
my net is cast wide as shorelines, that I will
turn whatever swims my way on its belly, that I am curious,
insatiable. But you did not come to me through net and brine --
you came on foam and wave, you crossed current,
you turned tide.
uncatchable love, you are not netted.
(Believe me, the webbing you see
does not surround, even as you approach .... it does not ... encroach? It does not crowd.
You were always on the outside, always safe,
always able, unkept but keeping
close.)