Untethered

The first rule of losing
The sea is to go blind
On the shore.
The second is to have
No memory of my excavation.
I will abandon myself again
Because I have to.
I will leave this costume
Dark
Shifting
Weightless
For the magician who faltered at a
Series of interruptions.
I will let it swathe the limbs of
The unencumbered.
Obscured in the blue,
I will re-enter a scene of birth.