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Black Water
A bitter laugh and black water
spill
from your mouth. Your ears are black
and damp on the inside. Black
in the night, salted with stars, you
have witnessed impossible things.
Cold, magnetic, you have acquired all
your desires, effortlessly, from the moon.
You wanted to be a sailor. It
is
an old story- young boy seduced
by the salty black tongue of the sea.
You were a ball of black obsidian.
People could look into you and see things.
You floated around on rafts until you knew
every river. You tumbled down Niagra
Falls in a black walnut barrel. You have
furrows in your mind that were put there
by water. You know the taste of your own
blood.
And now you face another river.
Shinier,
blacker than the rest, haunted by a poleman,
forked like a tongue. Don't be afraid now,
brother. Every man dreams of that river that
leads into another world.
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