When the wind was
a smell came across
too green and he nearly tore
me into feeling
like chopping down a tree
the sweet blood smell all over me
I remember everything
needless temptations to leave in a boat
a tinted photograph of his wife
but be careful
you will fear
the strange shoulders
patched different ways
coming back from a long way away
I like the beer in cans best
I know. But this is in bottles
then I think the names of horses
Go to bed now
I will take the things back
I do not like for him to
He no longer dreamed of
He was shivering
He walked off, barefooted on the coral rocks
in the dark
the morning coming
birds have a harder life
with their small voices
too delicate for the sea
Sometimes those
say bad things of her
if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them
He worked the deep wells
before it was really light
in the blue water
there was part of
the sweet smelling good tasting
yellow jacket attractiveness
the men watched
hurt sharply
the bird
spurt out of the water
The bird has no chance
The strange light now purple
“You whore.”
From where he swung lightly
The man loved to see turtles
he loved green turtles
he ate the white eggs
The bird is a
bullet shaped eyes
staring
against the planking of the boat
He did not remember
He felt the delicate pulling then
He felt nothing
tightened the pressure of his thumb and finger
“I wish I had sounds”
He will come up with
Mouth shut on the wire
all that night
tied it around his neck so that it hung down
leaning forward
he thought of it as almost comfortable
Never have I had one
who acted so strangely
ruin me
by a wild rush
All the time the male had stayed with her
hoisted her lavender wings
I wish his choice had been to stay in the deep dark water
he was born for
It was difficult
“I’ll stay with you until I am dead.”
Once I could see quite well in the dark
almost as a cat sees
He tried to think of other things
Blood came out from under his fingernails
of both his hands
The walls were painted bright blue
The shadow was huge and it moved on the wall
as the breeze moved the lamps
