Amphibian
“I imagine knowing you/would be like unraveling the bark from trees/only to find more wood underneath”
Some call across the water
to find a friend on the other side
to hold their hand and pull them in
Some pick their way
slowly along the shore
and look up in surprise
when the cold waves run their toes
You, like some, bubble up from the below
note that the surface looks almost the same from above
and sink back down where things float with more clarity
You walk with the subtle ones
who step along the bottom
in no particular direction
set on the sense
that you might be immersed in everything
When the water ripples
from the blue heron’s sudden beak
you grasp it in between two ready fingers
and in a swift and practiced motion
swallow it whole