we find ourselves at the exact place
where the light becomes darkness
and turn our faces toward one another
realizing we could be lovers we could
be anything we could even be friends
we could carry our scars
like banners we could pray to each other
and answer each other’s prayers
this is the earth we can touch it
the mountains expose their nipples
to the last rays of the sun
and day lingers on the undersides of leaves
with so much need on the horizon
surely there is a heart around here somewhere
but we are characters from a book who have
come here on vacation
to listen to the pulse of the sea
which makes an affirmation beyond despair
those who have heard it
do not recommend it to anybody
we have heard the hypnotized telephone
ring itself into a trance of silence we have
seen the poor pass by on borrowed legs
we have been enameled by the sun
and as we are slowly going under water
where all light
is the light of a green stone broken open
we keep our distance it is all we have
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