drown

she said, she said
i am the way the truth
the light on the last waves
as they fall back
into the dark cusp of
evensong
float upon them
and know that i am here
all around
my hair catching at ankles
my necklaces washing
ashore
gifts from a sea-faring
bearded man
who swam to see me
before being lost
to embrace

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