Friday, May 4, 2012

Untitled

Silence
radio off
so loud I

swim down
as a mermaid
to the Mariana trench

and lay down
drowned, or sleeping

in a million years I'm
a striation
a stripe
a red stripe

with the wind whistling over me

fossilized, just
one thing to the next

if you caught it all on film
and sped it up

without voiceover
narration
explanation

that's the wonder
of what it means
of why I did it
why any of it happened
whether it was drowning, or sleeping, or a
singular act of
transcendence

whether the truth
about mermaids

is that they are silent
or sirens
or at all.

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