the horizon has disappeared

the ocean is in my mouth

somewhere there is a child who cannot yet walk
stacking colored wooden blocks, decoding m-theory

and a new planet is being formed
within a mound of opened earth

the gulls are crying
and their echoes are being carried
in the canyons of the barren ocean floor

but I have swallowed up the sea

and today's new creation is safe

because its secrets are bottled up in me