Liquid
in a bottle or pooled
in the sink
limpid
wet eyes
drink the sight
of vast lakes and
muddy puddles
curl of an ocean wave
jaunty froth
a spill of lace
jabot at the throat of a Victorian gent
dried red creek bed
and electric green ferns
tiny glints
water winks
guarded carefully by leaves of sword
fishtank in a bar
with a shark
there’s protests
unheeded, pouring wine
into bodies
getting tanked
watching creatures swim
become one with fluid
gasp for more
return to primal states
float in ultraviolet bubbles
while lodged in our collective hippocampi are
ancient memories
of drinking air for the very first time