April 13
Mysterious
How a body keeps breathing
As the brain dies
Watery kelp dance
Wavering arms reaching
Reaching for sunlight
Visible through the murk
Of your drowning
I do not understand
Or crave
Would never choose
This
Ever
Yet it seems sometimes
We are asked
To trawl the lagoon
Witness without
Diving in
To save
This most brutal
Beautiful
Moment
Find the word yes
In the depths of
An ocean of
No
Early Morning Poems 