At Land

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Ambivalence

Submitted: July 16, 2014

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Birth, distilled in

water, salt much

less of flesh than

bone.

 

The sea is my

mother, a dalliance,

like a cradle it

held onto me.

 

I came from the

sea, lovely, my skin

slick with ambergris,

my legs fused, much

 

more a fish than a

walking man. I crawled

onto the land and took

my place among the

 

madness, I ate of

the land, I swallowed

the trees, I ran through

fields of flowers that

 

quailed at the touch

of my skin. At land

I was a man, never a

child always that coveted

sex.

 

When I die, I shall

return to my mother

to be born again. That

alone is the mortal sin.

 

May 4, 2014


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