NACHRUHM

Dark as the reaching veins,
a thinking stone, ponderously
guarding the shoreline,
letting the breakers wash
the surface to a series of blades,
cells blinking in the infinite flesh,
lava's mouth
pushing disconnected doors,
paths wrapping a dancer's ankles
shadow kissing an asteroid star.

The mirror and the skeleton
crashing behind an empty podium
dry tongue for an icy glass
a connected sky.