Denuded and abandoned I recite
but what do I want
To rise again from the ocean
or be buried alive in the surge and sleep
To be a fearsome range in a single body
or to wind my unity down into depth
Missing in action, ghost-like
bobbing in the distance
Singing psalms to terrify myself
into deciding:
So long liberation
My time in the world was
only a gesture
My body a lonely
stranger
an ache
I never knew