Back Against The Sea
Now and then the ocean is a blur
in footprints so quickly nothing, spurred
against that wild channeling —
God, she took my memory,
her baggy tides overrun,
seaweed returned in the surf, serendipitous stun,
How to follow you in your deep sea tomb —
Sometimes I breathe in water to breathe in you,
the gray ocean like a rod —
my prayers stopped time, God, God —
there floating within the sea fog's gloam,
the buoys, and a girl's cheeks that froze.
Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2025
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