Caesura

Your body didn’t stagger in that determined
lunge towards water but fell seamlessly
it seems fond of the waves that moved it
farther and farther away from me

There your face sank consolatory
as an anchor assuring stability
for the tired breathless swimmer
as if drowning was the only condition

Twin lover and sibling with whom I drown
in this precise water each night I come back
to this shore to convince myself you are
here repeating my own unmovable grief
I make revisions of our own tragedy
including caesuras for you to breathe