My Love For You

                              

Love blurs you vision

but after it recedes , you can

see more clearly than ever.

It's like the tide going out,

revealing whatever's 

been thrown away and sunk:

broken bottles, old gloves,

rusting pop cans,

nibbles fishbodies, bones.

This is the kind of thing 

you see if you sit in

the darkness with open eyes,

not knowing the future.