Come home

Lay your eyes on me
Me and the whole of me
Down in the depth of me.

Like me to think of it?
A lamp in the darkness.
Bridge between towers,
Over the dateline,
Troubled by turbulence.
Waters lap the docks and rocks.
I…
Will.

Lay your hands on us
Me and the rest of us
Down by the docks and rocks
Like pilgrims on the narrow way
A truth tattooed on our eyes.
Bridge sent by satellite,
Over the Atlantic,
Troubled and frantic.
Waters moat your castle eyes.
I gone,
Will run.

Lay your eyes on me
Me and the whole of me
Down in the depth of me.

(First published in Fieralingue)