sonnet to gg
  
 in the beginning of the begin of the begin in the begin
        that would be water   water & salt   fingers of water
                in a watery glove
 that would be you
                liquor of oyster
                tilde of steam
 
                marlin
 
                        anemone
 
 never for you
        velvety blackness
        stacked submarines      in the Paul Klee
                                      deep
 you are all flitters
        what if I am know that I am care that I am am that I am
                spoonful of semen
 
                colorless tea
 
 only for you
        
                the legs of the ocean
        swaggering out  & into the earth
                                tack tack tack tack tack
 then we have wrack     rugged hair of the sea-shore
 then we have font      crisp puzzles of bone
 
                such that I am
                maybe I am