God is a camel waiting in
The ocean. Light is moving
Between the little water
Angel. It is a
Three lights on the head, with
Lights on your own.
Your face is curved on the ocean floor,
And you turn slowly to open your mouth.
The smaller fin.
All I see is the indent, but the red
Crabs have worked hard to
Erase you and clean up the
Evidence. Bones exist and I remember
Fondly, the clouds under water.
Are what? Underwater geysers?
A thousand of you shall be
Enough to destroy me, silver fish.
It’s like an underwater car, and it is so hot that
You die and turn white, and melt onto cars, which
You make larger. Give me away,
Will you? Is that a mouth or a penis?
I’ll start to get turned on.
How green and sticky was my underwater
Valley? Green. Double R. Make Double RJ.
The shape of Courtney. Head beneath a wave, Red! Red!
It looks like I just came upon you while you were
Frozen there in time, bottom up, in the cookie jar.
The nautilus. Beak looks like it moves gently and backward.
A star fish when it moves looks like a man crawling.
It was an octopus, actually. He changes color, and
Sweetly, he moves about. Until he is so
Far away that he doesn’t come back.
Dolphins! Run gurls, the smoke sucks you
Forward and back.
Little one digs out from the sand, write
Letters, run back to the ocean, hundreds, harder!
Is it fun? Hurry, careful, is it so fun?
Oh, quickly, I’ll miss you.
That stretch of ocean is a
Penguin. Quietly, now, back to