Word Sea

Word Sea

by TaVie "Coquille" Jazlyn

September 19, 2014

 

I wander torn edges of ocean shores

Surf the roll of desert dunes within my thought-trains,

Red sun sinking toward midnight stars.

 

Words course through my veins, spill forward

Tumbling over each other trying to get out

Of the hot mouth of my mind.

 

Letters replace corpuscles, phrases and sentences

Swim in place of amino-chains,

Pulse, push past one another.

 

Each breaks surface to peer for my net,

Begging my attention of awareness—

Don’t let us drown! Give us breath; give us life.

 

We’ve come to pet the silk of mushroom ribs with you

Speak the breeze’s velvet teasing of your eyelashes,

Form the golden pale drop of peach dew on your lower lip.

 

Don’t let us sink into oblivion! We’ll intoxicate you

With black truffle oil, swoon you with aged

Lavender balsamic vinegar over vanilla-bean gelato.

 

Let us take you there, polish you off in a draw of tannin dark tea,

Leave you sleeping on the sand under the scythe of the moon,

Waves lapping at the fan of your hair,

 

Tug you into memories of spiraling seagulls at ship ports,

Rough slide of cargo boxes on deck, creak of a pried lid,

Rasp of men’s voices, belled by the rare punctuation of women’s timbre.

 

We are the memory of your future, schooling your senses

Readying you for what arrives in our darting silver scales

Slip-silvering through your mind.

 

We are living words: fish us from the sea of your wits,

Raise the net, see our wriggling flickering shine

Salting your mind with star-fire.