Flushed memories

Flushed memories

My mind was clear and smooth
Endless sand sculpted in flat dunes

Then like a tide came the wine
And uncovered wood, old wood, seasoned wood
Old on the tree, old in the ocean

And yesterday’s seaweed
And from a week ago, still bulging
With pockets of air in strange stalks

And jellyfish
That made transparent life in transparent water
And if dead don’t announce it

The order is all gone
The shore’s alive with dead things