At the furthermost reach of the sea br where Atlantis sinks under the wake of the waves, br I have come to heal my life. br br I knit together like a broken arm. br The salt fills the crevices of bone. br The sea takes all the fragments of my lives br & grinds them home. br br I wake up in a waterbed with you. br The sea is singing & my skin br sings against your skin. br The waves are all around us & within. br We sleep stuck to each other's salt. br br I am healing in your arms. br I am leaning to write without the loss of love. br I am growing deeper lungs here by the sea. br The waves are knives; they glitter & cut clean. br br This is the sea's surgery. br This is the cutting & the healing both. br This is where bright sunlight warms the bone, br & fog erases us, then makes us whole.