of light blessing the house
plants what comes
when a tadpole has taken up
in the mecca of nowhere
another week passes
& I sense a small world
growing inside an unknown about to be
erased can you imagine
the tadpole splashing
before a world unfolds
or falls can you press your body
closer to the sad fish inside
all salt & craving we have
no way to catch now
but there is a whole river of nightfish
ready to be delivered