From the Fishouse

And after I said it
After I fell from the window

After I turned down the bed of history
Turned down the ocean road

Far enough down the ocean road
To dune-grasses, seagulls

In these other days
In another life

I did not say it
And in a different life

In my third life
I did not even think it

At the window
In my favorite blue shirt

Light sparkling up from the water
In my fourth life, angels

In my fifth life, windows