Now and Then
The river we step into every day
will be there, as will the grasses,
the skull growing inside you
will be found by an archaeologist
who will speculate and get it wrong,
she will wash it in the river
as a skull grows inside her body.
The sun will be hot, the sky blue,
clouds will take their turn,
rain will step across the river,
she will study the skull
when she should kiss it.