Listen, it was wild.
Brief glimpses of
everything. Flashes
of koi and beasts so hungry
they won’t go without you.
I felt nothing sexual.
Neverland was never mentioned, but the missing went
somewhere. Mimicking
each other, pantomiming panic,
in and out of the courtyard, in the man-made lake, behind the lazy
waterfall with its lazy splashes, we looked everywhere,
we found nothing.
I took this in. Tried
to make a connection. Eyes steady
as statues. Flashes
of footprints, expert
hoodlums, bouquets of nothing. How did it feel?
Sleep went, followed by food. We didn’t need them. Found
the feminine
adaptation
somewhere. We had to.
I’m not explaining myself well. I was ravenous, but
I felt healed.
I felt healed, but
I was still blind.
I was still blind, but
when it chased us,
I ran.
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