hieroglyphs

walls dissolve like smoke
a pelican drags its broken wing

hieroglyphs surface in sand
blindly, blankly, she steps into the blue

the husband speaks in tongues
the child closes and opens its azure hand

it is just like walking a plank
the dock is a long grey arm

she is stepping carefully, lifting
each foot, curling her toes in the air

the water is singing
the water is singing