Tears welled behind my
scuba glass: a seahorse...

The elephant and seesaw really tried,
Oh why, he said, will you not work for me...

Indian summers
make us wheeze, cacophonies...

A blackened tongue
a wisp of smoke...

Words in
parts are...

from oceans
we slithered...

a watery world
that gave us our lives now cries...

Curiosity
chased a feather towards a...

on the grass dozens
of decapitated heads...

Upon a rock we once revolved
Self-appointed pious souls...

You were my King of cresting wings,
On waves of love I’ll always cling...

a tsunami of
hope and fear Crush down on the...