Bay 3

You and I watched

Tiger Bay fall into the sun

Let it sink beyond the sea 

Where the salmon rivers run.

On the granite quay we stood

Side on side.

“Have I always been here

On this evening edge 

Holding farewell hands

with you?”

I thought but said

“God is long time dead in me 

I am not of the chosen few,

I am my own weakness

My own dim light 

my own shadow blocks my view”

Looking down 

You sighed, 

having heard it all before

“All things must fall 

The bottom must drop out

The whole cannot hold!”

you thought but said

“Ahh my dear 

My tea’s gone cold.”

And poured a libation

Into the dock

Reality is too short to kiss I thought

But said instead

“Do you believe there is 

anything that can truly set you free?”

You answered, “obviously 

I live in hope and you?”

I looked inside myself 

and left the lie to bleed in ‘yes’

Right there on the stones

I left empty headed 

My ship sailed 

No salient point

No seal kissed

The bay 

Transubstantiated