We are lost within the flesh

Led by the sloping of an inner arm

No face outside these eyes

No past outside tonight

We are as we paint us

A vision installed

In many ways stunned

To say it would be to sing

As green meteors swim

Gently up to him

Mirrored surfaces

Who is within them

Hands in water peel my skin

My teeth and my hair

My eyes move like lunar seas

The mirror moves and I jump in

To catch my breath under the sky

Wash scars and use this eye

Roll it from the navel to the pubis

Circumnavigate the) wet hip

Turn these bodies around

Dash them on the shore

Watch their slender centres

Spark and burst

And slide their tattered skin

Between barnacles and limpid

Grows and thrives

An enigma in brine

Past this daily decreasing horizon

I am image I

Wash scars and use this eye

Roll it from the navel to the pubis

Circumnavigate the) wet hip

Turn these bodies around

Dash them on the shore

Watch their slender centres

Spark and burst

And slide their tattered skin

Between barnacles and limpid

This is where they want to lie

To love the winds and the tides