For Paul on Fire Island

  1. Pall lifted. Pulled eastward by the ebb-tide.
  2. Now desire (the destination & the vehicle)
  3. subsides, leaves us baffled, buoyant, blank–
  4. THE WAVES:           Here, incredible as it seems
  5.                                                will be his actual body.
  6. ADAM:                       Let’s dilate on the view.
  7. ORION:                      Carve our names in concrete
  8.                                       scrawl our names in sand . . .
  9. —before this looming Atlantic, the complicated
  10. knot of pointless necessary commitment slackens,
  11. where we're mercifully united, tied & untied.