


By Doc Watts |
Undercurrents |
"Stay away from the water You're just a child!" But can the thirsty remain sane After what they've seen? After that first deep breath From the emergence of the dream When those amniotic seas Gave up their dead And our spirit With its parchness For soluable flesh was wed In the secret vows Of the inexhaustible Flowing upward From our likeness within You and I were caught Inside the image then Frozen into space and time Like tiny drops Of early morning dew Conscious beads of sweat Perspiring from wet earth Out of some richer groundwork Strangely come to birth Our fragile surface A thing more still than any lake The winds of life have ever kissed Where the depth of each soul Swims at its own risk And is it any wonder That I never saw your image clear? I was always in danger Of getting to near Of getting to near the edge But then one day You bound my arms Around my heart And threw me in The deepest part saying "Swim goddamnit! Swim!" And so I did Breathless to this hour That endless sinking into Adulthood That was the end Of my innocence drowned And the buoyancy My manhood found As I learned to live With those longings That I could not rise above And rescue those parts In need of love Yet still to this day What I had wanted most Has drifted away from What I now expect Down the slow liquid years Of my neglect For despite all The bright foam of blame We would never surface the same In each others eyes The same sea in all of us Our compromise The same sea in all of us Our compromise |
