Find me in the t’ t’ tapping of the pulsing ring
landscaped with creamy Black Sunlight
(depths of my Sea)
Where,
the body is savanna’d with ablutions,
&
wild mahogany rhyth-mic dreams
Where,
the letters of Life’s hands
pat and stomp dirt
into regal Textures
Where,
Haloed and winged
(depths of my Sea)
They, unfulfilled,
mold tones into prophecy
Where,
the translucent weight of voice and silk gazes,
an upwelling,
(depths of my Sea)
Gathers forever,
Off the red dust,
Of starlit Lanes,
paved
for the
D
E
P
T
H
S
of
my
Sea.
