We walk backward
out of the sea
our laughter gulped
back in our mouths
our words
drifting back down the past
until they are only
the original thoughts
our clothes falling
back on our bodies
as water falls from us
un-wets us
here I
pause
then press play
the memory obeying
my mind's command
as we happen again &
again
racing into our future
as if it has
never happened
yet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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