I am prepared to bring all the water
of the world to your hospital bed,
from the oily boat-crunching teeth
of North Atlantic waves to the window
cleaning blue of Caribbean coves,
cappucino flood waters of Sri Lanka,
foamed-filled gutters of China, African
pea soup pubbles, and beef broth
brewed by Brazilian mines. How long
can you survive between your saline drip
and catheter? If I throw a melting glacier
in your gray face, will you wake?
Will a cabernet blood bath revive you?
You lie, your eyes forever shut,
dreaming of kings and crowns.

from the chapbook Bicycle Lotus

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