Water World
The gray world, the inside of a palm
cupping the surface of a still pool
a world of water enclosing on me
it’s seeking victim
dive in, surrounded by something unnatural
this buoyant liquid I find my time through
sift into and become entranced with
like the willow tree’s soft arms
hairy branches at the bayou covered in moss
curly angel hair
the world when I was a child
only as large as I could see.
Passive Architect 