Music finds me twenty miles down silence

Music finds me twenty miles down silence



Where I burrow almost



Cruelly, there it enters



The recesses I have cut, it says see this is just



Like anywhere



I can fill it



 



I say thanks music you are



The final touch



As you also were the first



But please not too much you draw me



Out of myself and all I am



Is you cheerful



 



In your soil under my blade



Leaking into the vessels



You fill before they were ever



Empty, you my body,



I am greater I wrestle you



Under the border



 



Below which is not your kingdom



Though you were born there:



The way you fall there



Is like remembering



I like this and keep digging



 



You do not mind



And moonlit nights you raise



Your watersnake head out of the lower kingdom



Into yours, there you resemble me



Double and quiet, sharp for there is



Not much of you, making an eye



 



Out of what you aren’t,



Night’s inner face how



Could it not examine you,



Whitehead like bride’s hair



In waves the color of waiting



You wait expecting home



 



And are gone



 



And it is grander,



Sky calling *stranger*,



Waves you made uneasy



In their stomachs, moon



That almost answered,



Even I have to thank you: for your spilling



 



As if into my eye’ s unlit



Socket expanded it



And in your passing I am cold



And larger, and the sky



Never held such memory,



So empty a moment, such



 



Future to fill