Orion takes my breath away!
His belt & scabbard first
& I wrap myself around himI am at peace
looking out over the ocean
& a sky full of stars
You are not unlike Orion
guiding distant ships on the horizon
I am like Klingon
(Klingon usually mate for life)
but not this tide
we are an interstellar medium:
the space between
Euryale & Poseidon
We are of the Sea
reef, rocks & shoals
where foghorns & Siren songs sound familiar
where fishy tales flush pink
& my Veuve overflows
It doesn’t take me long to remember
expectation is one, two, threefold
we navigate in the dark sometimes
moonlit mirrors reflect only one part of the whole
our universe is bigger than most.
I draw a line in the sand
for both our sakes
there can be only one
I feel the waves crash on the shore
we are all arms & legs
slipping & sliding
in & out of the water.
I look to the stars & my faith
for one brief moment there is no existential crisis
Orion’s heavy breathing & sigh of relief
bring us both back to reality
under the surface
Death is not an unknown entity:
one last roll of the die
& our fate could be sealed.
Orion will always be near
Jupiter will always be the biggest planet
the full moon will always shine on me.
I could never go past King Island
without thinking of you
candlelight, frogs & our best mate
Captain’s call still falling on deaf ears
I’m still as blind as a bat
& you’re as old as the hills.
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