Mantaray

you're such a perfect swimmer

like a mantaray

flying over the rocks

and the spray

strikes me how you still shimmer

in your own weary way

sliding under the waves

twisting on rays of the sun



it's your sun

it's your waves

it's your water



you're such a hazardous driver

like a firefly

getting lost in the woods

rushing past me in a wild swirl

like a tumbleweed

oh and it makes me unsure

If ever you were in the room



now it's my moon

it's my still

it's my paper stacks



kick off your camouflage

just one small glimpse of where you are

show me you're not an apparition girl



now I'm up on the hillside

in the shade of the vine

where all the lost come to hide

with sore bended spines



excavating for conclusions

in an arid ground

under the stones and the roots

nothing is there to be found



now it's your sun

it's my moon

and it's our earthquake

kick off your camouflage

just one small glimpse of where you are

show me I'm not an apparition girl