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Underwater

Underwater

and there was

a stream

that waded in

pooling in the corridor

and rising in the room

it left no corner dry

as it seeped into

the weeping wall

and stirred the ground to grain

and there they swam to her

and when they reached the bottom boat

that cradled her

they could not wake her up

for she was much too tired

had rowed much too long

in a restless sea

still they clung

to the side

trying to get a leg over

needing to say something … more

but the boat was drifting

offshore

sailing to the setting sun

and as they watched it

disappear

they felt the weightlessness of water

pushing them back to shore

and in the stillness

of the night

they lie spent in the sand

their eyes trained

on the evening star

(April 30, 2012)

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery