Oh my four-chambered sweetheart, nurse
oh my warm thing, page
my darling with fingers and toes
IÂ dream of you all winter under the mud.
Come with me to where the water is warm, sickness
and rich in oxygen, and perfectly salty.
I will indulge you with larvae and morsels of cheese.
Be my love.
Doze with me in the kelp beds until we are ancient and crusted with barnacles.
Swim | 2011 | 2005 | Tags: 2005, fish, Janet K Miller, love, mystery, reverse glass painting, swim, text | Comments (0)