Monday, May 7, 2018

"rapture" by Ross Balcom

rapture

drowned 
"Liquid" Ink on Paper
By J. Artemus Gordon
in lunar backwash

night-stink
of the estuary

song
of silt and sadness

in the water
I will know

rapture
of dissolution

my molecules 
dispersed

lover,
taste me

when the tide
rolls over

your tongue

--Ross Balcom

Poet's Notes:  I conceived this poem while staring into my mind one evening. There I saw the moon and water and death. I saw myself drown.


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