Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Water Babies

June 24

WATER BABIES



Timeless babies bobble in their underwater positions. Voiceless cherubs bounce and wink, the river of their wisdom streams to my feeble mind. The noise of silence wrinkles and tinkles as the waves crash soundlessly above. My head fills; I must surface but beg not to lose my connection when I break the tension of top-side sobriety; I turn these angels to screened-off faithfuls. I owe all I have to these aquatic infants. Every hope, all my fear is held to test in the face of swimming heroines and their embryonic grave.


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