The Diver is my love and I am his if I am to be deceived who takes one breath above for every hour below the sea
Who gave to me a jewel worth twice this woman’s life but would cost her less than laying at low tide to see her true love phosphoresce
And in an infinite regress Tell me why Is the pain of birth lighter born than the pain of death? I ain’t saying I loved you first, but I loved you best
I know we must abide Each by the rules that bind us here The divers and the singers and the women on the pier
And how do we choose our form? How do you choose your name? How do you choose your life? How do you choose the time you must exhale and kick and rise?
And in an infinite capsize Like a boat tearing down the coast Double hulls bearing double masts I don’t know if you loved me most But you loved me last
(Recall the work) you gave To count your way across the depths of this (arid) world Well, you will yoke the waves and lay a bed of shining pearls
I dream it every night the ringing, oh the (praying), the motes of sand dislodge the shocking (?) and bright the twinned and cast off shells reveal a single heart of white
And in an infinite backslide ancient borders/boulders sink past the west like a (sword/soul) at the bearer’s (ball/bowl) I can claim that I knew you best, but did you know me at all?
Woman is a lie/light A woman is a lie/light but do not take her for a sign an anchor on a stone, alone, unfaceted and fine and never will I (win/wed/rest) I’ll hold the pearl of death to the bottom of my life And ever hold my breath ‘til I may be the Diver’s wife
See how the infinite divides and the divers are not to blame for the rift spanning distant shores You don’t know my name but I know yours.