in my mind is the pull of gravity,
I try to find the lost center
that rolling splendor of a dark wave.
on a moonlit summer night when I will take, flight.
just the way I entered time.
onto a balmy dawn, that ruptures a steamy day.
it will be
scatter my ashes on my river;
I want to be nearer to the sea;
please read some of my poetry.
recite my exotic glow, that cool luster,
know that I possessed a soft flicker and hushed pleasure,
as I glanced from sapphire skies.
it will be