Monthly Archives: November 2012

Standing Wrist deep Winds in the water currents sweep Plunging shallow not deep Water rippling toward the shoreline currents sweep

Edged out toward the sea Surface of my skin feels the tangy salt waving the edges off of me Floating edgeless Floating endless Oozing edges into the sea aaaahhhhh all the edges are goooone

Seeing you in Tel Aviv at night You are the prologue the beginning of the book you are the man in the picture that I just took….. I see you as good as I can see you in the dark