river

i find it running dusk away
and in the light it quivers
while downstream thunder drives the rain
into my lonely river
i shed my clothes beside its banks
and wade into the glimmer
above the sky beings to break
and falls into my river
the coldness of whose kiss belies
a reticence that differs
from blue things in my hands that died
and at my touch have withered
upon my back it pushes me
i watch the sunlight shiver
it pulls me downward with its stream
and rises just a sliver
inside my ears erupt the drums
and over me it slithers
i draw the sun into my lungs
and descend beneath the river