The Definition of Soft Fascination
polyphonic
as a frog heart
beating without the frog
and hearts of different sizes
bumping around
inside it
it is best
the sound of the Atlantic
entering a bungalow
from around
a Basque mountain
the old way
windows facing inland
bay’s wind at my back
wakes me looking into dirt
I go trek
and find the coast
I live on
salty wafer of air
cuts early through the bedroom
its rush ricocheting
a blue mind
state while in or near or
under water
that semi-structured white noise
we cling to sort of
soft fascinated
not red mind
overloaded by traffic’s lurch
and connected
so far into I’m
out of it
like a city
or that old phrase
we are
because we were
