Scars

Jagged jaws of a jumpy past
digging into all tomorrows to come
Curved time and frozen space
of scarlet surrender, violet shame
Blue shock and black eternity.

Biology persevered these terrains
of extinct tremors, half- healed, nearly-raw
jigsaw puzzles, my soft scars
Fit them all into your memory
But you were whole with me

And now these mini-mountains
Of menial flesh, erect fences of silence
I hear no sweeping tales of oceans' ancient lore,
no secret life forms explode
four thousand feet below

Just tiny boats of separation
Carrying whole pieces of you and I
My scars, our scars, these
Sensuous pink-scarlet naked flesh
Half-healed and nearly-raw.