Writer Between Worlds

I’d like there to be only quiet 

between us. 

Let us swim in a sea of quiet,

lurking below the surface like the basking sharks 

or with our heads bobbing above 

the waves 

like two forgotten buoys far from the freighters’ routes 

or, better yet, let us make somersaults 

like the dolphins. 

I’ll know what that water trickling down your skin 

feels like, 

and you’ll know how I feel 

just by squinting. 

We’re both possessed by this indistinct vastness
this sameness 

called life. 

Let’s just breathe in the air, let’s inhabit the world 

immersed 

in wordlessness.