Lanzarote; Lake Pleiad
After I swam, I saw the leeches,
Shy ribbons in shallows—two suckers,
Five pairs of eyes and three
Teeth. Like a cloud of flesh
I’d passed over them, kept on the move.
“Come back! Ah yes, your revulsion.
But, doesn’t even human love
Make an eye of the mouth, inspecting skin
With an invertebrate devotion?
Let’s taste you with tender apostrophes
So, when you rise in your cape of water
And its diamond fringe, you are hung
With us tongues; like the costume of Rumor
Your blood brings gossip from the stars
As, together, we bear the Perseid showers.”