Night Swimming

Night swimming

The gin salads reaching my head

The night noises

Fish hurling themselves about in the ocean at the end of the yard

The calling of birds

The insects whose chatter is unceasing

A gecko preaching wisdom and consummation

The singing of my naked body

Freed in the water 

Stalking mozzies who plant their presence in your ears

The repetitive listing of what I should do to change myself

The quiet voice that says listen to the stars

Hear the moon  

 

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