Dredge


Last night, I turned into the moon; far away,
one side:
a shining face, shedding reflected light
and tears, hanging on a paper wire from the ceiling
of your bedroom; I am suspended over your bed.
Sometimes I freeze time without meaning to.
You notice anyway.

The other side:
dark, a time capsule, tiny,
thrown off the side of a ship when the tide was high,
swept under the ocean bed, not meant to be found,
never quite there to begin with, already wisp
already ghost already derelict

I let it fall a long while ago, in a place
where it is always midnight,
where the clouds are calm, the water still and deep,
thick with weeds, anglerfish, lampreys,
deep sea monsters from Pluto, gentle guardians
gatekeepers, watchful underwater chowkidar,
protective. dangerous.

It is a soft story, a sweet and delicate memory,
your fingers try to pull out of me
too gently  tracing, lips plucking a nipple, coaxing it
from an ocean.

I want to tell you:
some memories are too fragile,
less memory and more dream,
buried too deep to survive a dredge,
especially through my treacherous waters.
especially with a sieve as  fine as your fingers;

not even you can separate water from memory.

Hanging on a paper wire from the ceiling
of your bedroom; I am suspended over your bed.
Sometimes I freeze time without meaning to.
You notice anyway.

Last night, I turned into the moon; far away,
one side: a shining face, shedding reflected light
and tears.

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