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Below the point of departure,
their laughter overwhelmed
our sound.

Everywhere the drizzle of
their lives…

I remembered my professor,
that drunken Irish night, he said,
“Speak perfectly, for
the future will
outrun us both.
In the daylight
you will see…”

what memories were left
went to the sharks
swimming hungry circles
in my chest

in that same dark cavity
where my heart
once slept

maybe someday i’ll forget your savage heart.

you see, she wanted me
to be her anchor;
she wanted me
to throttle
the pitch of the sea.

“it will not work,”
i whispered
over lightyears of familiar pain:
“the deep, it knows me.”

i stood in the corner, as i did
when i was a child,
and banged my head against
the mystery of it all.