I'm standing on a seaside
latent improbability
a wave complicating
a drop simplifying
arrant well-timed power
swallowing me
in the burp of an after thought

my back is turned from where she speaks
clear vulnerabilities reflecting myself
you see
I will swallow myself whole by hole

the current comes in
and along the way
it pivots no return
turning itself around
without actually turning around
going out the way it came

and before you’re there
you’re gone
what came from the sea,
will one day return to the see,
don’t you sea or c?
only if you’re here,
neither there or there

Fire @ will