h2>Dating : Neptune Lost
Way out there
on the damp edge of story
lights walk alone, sandscratch in hand
Seacrabs know about it
have purchased their tickets
have clipped at their paws
care something for the show
Boat-captains wave
when first you glimpse it
Chronograph moments
these trollups through files
beautiful garbage heaps, flies dressed like snakes
nobody tattles the trash gulls squine
Who will blame you
for dipping to muse?
Who will frame you
when you splash through the brine?
Louisiana sometimes, keeps tabs on these things
the metal collects
where it rusts with piss beads
But a man has a beard
growing ostrich babes and squid
He’ll stoop to wave
as he rises through time
If you miss him mid-blink
cut off by con pesos
he’ll wave just once more
He’ll wave since it’s you
Some will read of it
later, in the news
Only you won’t have noticed
his heart through his fingers
You won’t have noticed
for you are world-bred
Your nose will be buried
in the shells Neptune Lost
