We are born
slipping into the waters
of something more reliable than tides
Heavier than waves
arching twenty-five feet to steal the baby
from his second story cradle.
He is a fish
and swimming far from his parents
whose tears mix with the salt water
Salt in salt
Like dissolves like.
like the whales
sad songs that echo
if you listen correctly
and cause our dogs to twist their heads
in confusion. (we call it compassion)
and our cats lick themselves unaffected
for the occasional glance at the fish
in the tank
by the window.
Created: Oct 25, 2009Document Media