internal estuaries

drunk on sunscreen fumes
the ashen water feels heavy

vacations are strange that way
when love swirled in brine
escapes mostly untouched

dreams scaffolded

the heights furrowed
tranfixed illustrations

chalk outlines in sand
wash away

distance is the great equalizer:

I feel you

the sun setting

miles from now

I've lost nothing
because images live
like eyes flitting
and chests lifting

creation lies
in a place beyond desire
sacred but not austere

these oceans filled brackish
swelter with scents sexual
redouble sensual elemental
extra-dimensional level

the grit of the sand
sticks embedded in my feet
and I can drink forever
because I have no limits
on this beach of mine

and the more it aches
the more these warm waves
crash into my exposed skin

naked here
invigorated with power

it flows through me
with each rippling thought
as the thick milky water
coats me in an amber-like molasses

the warm fluid is familiar
Baptismal embryonic fluid
spinning away from my semen

creation is gross and dirty
but lovely and miraculous

these thoughts radiate

exploded spindrifts

and my open eyes
unflinching
say everything