diving.

tiptoeing across creaking floors 

the moment will arrive

to compare our contrasts

by measurement of wisdom

or clumsy sculpture of human frailty

left alone far out in the dark

synergy drives us blind

sneaking around with disaster 

quietly hiding from each other  

in an abandoned place we still love

we are dissolved and rebuilt

in a continuous and perpetual wave

in carefully plotted formations 

gliding over the piers

breathless for nourishment

© 5.29.2016 heather brager