Leaning into ternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.
t blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
its arms turning like a drowning mans.
I send out red signals across your absent eyes
t smell like thouse.
You keep only darkness, my distant female,
from your regard sometimes t of dread emerges.
Leaning into ternoons I fling my sad nets
to t sea t is thrashed by your oceanic eyes.
t peck at t stars
t flash like my soul when I love you.
t gallops on its shadowy mare
sassels over the land.