-- From within and without, they meet up and hang out for coffee while I transcribe. --
The insomniac, fretting over the airline trip her unaccompanied child will be taking to far-flung frightening places in less than two hours' time, decides the night is not meant for restfulness but in stead takes comfort in the queasy feeling slung low in her gut.
She's remembering the particular sense of dis-ease, rediscovering her Holiday Moment.
I have ocean sounds in my ear this morning
ebb twisting itself over flow...
with the image of you above me
in front of me
behind me rocking,
looking at all of me, quaking
sweating, discovering,
robustly starting,
sharing,
claiming, continuing,
given to wanting
giving in to being wanted.
I could watch the reflection
being uncovered
flesh thrusting into flesh
in the mirror again
and again
and I hear the ocean in you
