BONES ❋ Sarah Feldbloom

Yesterday my body slapped
against the seat in a metal boat
while I weaved around the final bowl
of Arctic waters that G.O.D. slid southward

In the bay
my motor jacuzzi nosed through waves
sun tanned in copper and violet
and I thought about my skeleton

Never before had I felt
all the bones in my body
thrown into the air at once
as if they’d been nibbled on
and were ready for the refuse basket
Then come down
smacking against each other
like lips sharing a brisk goodbye

Underneath our moving nest of human ivory
the water, the big blue, shhh-ed all danger
the tides we could have struggled in
the icy cold that can take apart life
in that other world
below the surface