i wore glasses and then contacts and then nothing at all

you live right
on the water
and you look
out of the
tiny oval window
next to your
small table
and see
on the water’s
surface that let you
know something
just dove down,
or returned from,
so you shift
your body
to scan
your entire
of world,
doled out to you
from your tiny
oval window(s).

the clouds are
low today.
they drift down
to nearly touch
the small chop
of today’s gentle

the clouds are
low today.
they soon swallow
whatever it is
that dives, that
again returns.

Published by Zak

an intertidal island in an ocean of impermanence.

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