By The Sea, By The Sea, By The Beautiful Sea

Neruda’s Mermaid

When the rains came
I was unprepared for your loins:

My eyelids in your clothes,
my tongue of newspaper headlines.

( I tweet the size of your cups,
giving a heads up to the burglars.

If they so wish,
chimeras are also welcome.)

The night features a moon---
I’m your barrel-chested star.

Curious sound of storm clouds
in a knot up high.

Our kisses harden
to their cone.

Spent, I drag your seaweed laughter
from the shore.