Blackfin Gulls
Would you take hold of a shoal
Of blackfins swaying
In time with your breath, the inner current
That brought your body to the shore
The marks we made
Left a maze on the blonde beach
How the gulls look sideways
From their highways
Metronomes keep a candid beat
While harmony hangs on our every word
I’ve coughed for years in the dust of our earth
Now the sand finds a crack and retracts
The marks we make
Will soon wash away
How the gulls look sideways
From their highways
Descend, speak of what you’ve seen
Descend, we are listening
Descend
So show me how to stand again
Yours was a call I could not ignore
Pulled from the depths, we were pulled by our necks
To lie beached, our eyes wide and wanting
The marks we make
Will soon wash away
How the gulls look sideways
From their highways