Only this moment
keeps us together
I couldn't. wouldn't. be with him.


I still want my deep down Ocean
in ocean, like all oceans
there is this dry Shore
and Fox
playing with itself

Ocean so prehistorical-
still no life
but ancient beasts.
You couldn't feast from it.

Once. I think. I'll go
and plant a plant
on that shore.

If the fox won't be dead.
if so
I'll just take his furr and make a scarf out of it
and wear it proudly
in the honor of the harvest of
my ocean.

one windy day in Leith