Diver Down

we're talking less
but saying more
and the tears against my cheek
i will drink
and absorb
encase in pearloid
and bury them under the bottom of the sea
and hold my breath for a million years

inside this braintruck
i see it all from a scary spot
again with timelapse clouds
and technicolor progeria
and reused imagery
and in and out of weeksand almost over a year
to where the wild things were

we're talking more
and saying less
until we're standing
tonguetired
naked
eyeswide
the unsaid spinning round us
nipping like gulls
and we cower fetal
as love crawls broken back to bed
and bleeds there until it sleeps