THANDI BREWER
WATER WALKING
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I walked on water for long
But never knew it
Never comprehended
The depths below the stilled waters
You laid your hands upon my mind
(No one has such cold hands)
poured yourself as oil upon troubled waters
made us kith with a kiss of arsenic
and almonds
Born -

Torn between two worlds
Yours and mine
(Caught between the erotic and the mystical)
Together we
weathered much - but never knew it -
A touch of minds was enough you felt
so I agreed
preferring friendship
to emnity
(You
retreating behind a
kind of purity - Me
wrecked. Wracked upon
my own body and the memory
of past histories.)
It was belief in you that kept me afloat.
(I quote : 'It simply alters
the definitions; changes
the dynamics, that's all'
Me falling.
Flailing headlong
Trying not to clutch,
To cling
Failing.)
I walked on water
But knew it not
Left no footprints behind to mark my passage
To India, China, Africa
Anywhere but here
Eye fixed on the sky ahead -
Wedded to the future
Welded to the sky - crucified on my expectations
Wings outstretched - but brineblinded
Looking down
I found the holes in my feet
so sank without trace.
            (tracing your face in water -
                I'm ankledeep now
                        sleeping monsters
                                stirring)
Seachanged into some thing
                    strange to me; crusted with new emotions
                                        ('Trust me') Barnacles of love
                                                clinging and sinking me.
                                    (Drowsy monsters
                                            moving in the deeps
                                                        of my sleeping
                                                                body)
which are unknown - therefore frightening
like a childsdream
('Big girl now - not scared of monsters')
of love and death
('Big breaths. Whose afraid of the big bad .....')
They weigh me down.
(Wet between thighs)
Pull me ''neath waves of uncertainty
(Sea in belly, floating slow)
I'm drowning now
where once
I
walked on
(breast: neck: throat to sky: submerged
(I'm verging
on infinity) -
mouth below, so swallow liquid -
(NO : swallow in sky
impaling itself on
it's own high C)
water in eye - but am I
crying now so late? So late.

So late. When
weighted down - drowning in unsurity
and guilt.
Split blood.
Spilt milk.
Spilt)
water.


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