The River Before Us

There was a time before words
               [when only the rivers spoke]
The sarcastic lips of breaking waves
               [whispering uncontrollably]
The arrhythmic clang of the buoy bell
               [silencing the calm]
The fire lights dotting the shore
               [rimming the everyday night]
My body came to life breathing
               [my clean chest rising]
In my cove the waters receded
               [answering the water with voids]
The words or rather half-words
               [washing in and washing out]
Covering in and covering up
               [rewriting the waterlines]
Drowning out the sounding bell
               [speaking the language of tongues]
My smallest finger
               [erasing the sand]
Dissolving the river within

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