on an island narrow, shallow in height, and stretching far into the cold water
the night slips across it, stern and starboard, in the form of air or ocean
on your island sailing long and slowly through the night and snowfall
the island surrounding islands and surrounded by islands, two fingers out
out into the infinite Atlantic, two fingers dragging in the water and waves
can you tell the difference between ocean at your feet and waves that cover them?
do you long for the island that longs for the sea, the sound, the sunrise over it?