I have known heights, aimed
like a bullet to the top of my head.
Known forbidden songs, jagging
Waterblood water bone — my body,
incessantly had cried out to me.
How long the abuse, how long!
In the barreled pit of my sober life
up from common sense–snapping into it,
my soul had come alive.
Alive I say.
By grace I breached.
Free in the wind.
All Kingdoms of water —
hear now the words of my tears.
I slam on the brakes, tear off the roofs
of my steel compartments.
I see sky and feel in daylight all the hidden stars.
I declare — the emperor of death
has no clothes.
I scatter forgiveness, unjudging,
across all the fattened streets.
Over the graves of ancestors, I vow.
Oceans of me are singing.
Spinning angels’ symphony.
Water, I shall love you.
I shall speak up and protect you.
I shall fight for you.
I shall fight and die if I must.
Ten times ten give my very life
— that you live.