i
am – this steady light of boat
ruddered upward through
dark by flame
as though sea
took to verticals so
one flicker might float &
as all creeps downward that
lone stub-mast draws
other sails to
steer by its light
or cast nets together &
strengthen prows on dark like
hands prayered towards water
or a light-drop hung by
cable to fill rooms
– light falling
upward yet anchored
to pupil-dark at the heart
thus do i light me
& watch me burn this
small measure of body to
choose what i do by its light
before my white sliver
adrift with dark
sputters behind
far headlands bearing
one head with it – one dark
head leant into the stroke
& on the shore that
statued face
vacating &
where the buddha
smile was buoyed this
slight curvature of space
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