The waterline holds me immersed
the broads of my torso
a terraced rice paddy in summer
a buoy cast to the heads

the water in me is layered
in a pastiche of light
palimpsest of heat
light viscosity of light

honey from a deep well
complexist gifts of a solitary music
that leaks to channels of freshets
kinetic for my kinaesthesia

Fluvial for rains
synchrony for diachrony
and the telluric finery are
curves threaded for all circles