There’s a body on a mid-winter beach, again:Bloated by sea water, battered by waves,The skin an indeterminate grey, the DNA…
in the darkness of my roomi laid myself barepulled back the coversand became a starfishmade my own…
baby, maybe I'm too bold,or just another foolflyin’ into the sun — just another Capt’n Ahabgon’ driftin’ for his whale,the whale who took…