Merge

by Shannon Curtin

Slow pour of golden rye
flows to a glacier filled glass
to a  chatty brook
to a tide pool of suggestion
to an inlet of opportunity
to a rapid heartbeat
to creek of bedroom door
to a puddle of silk on floor
to a salt marsh of skin
to a wetland sin
to a fe/male strait
to a canal
a sea
a dam

wait

a lake

a bayou

rushing
rising
river
        a geyser
   
                  and a wave
           a wave
a wave