it’s just a swimming pool I said
for crying out loud
I could see his love was dead
and floating underwater where
we met now blue once red
the heart still taking either side
still as ever stitching time
drawing together all its threads
into this knot of arrival
this node of letting go
with a smile of betrayal
with a kiss from long ago
this sea once luminous wine-dark
now blue-viridian aglow
where love left its mark
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