Welding Feldspar and Breccia

Afflict and Exit

When I was kissed by fishes, I still

kept all your secrets tinted yellow

by a precipitate of silver silicates—

they were myriad, those fish, shaped

like toy bumper cars, nanosized, edged

with wildlife teeth, mineral-rich, running

from the other side of heat, satellites

to the underside of cold. Later, bronzed

in unwary climes, you must unwind me

from your debt, mollify my dissolving

muscles, forgive my vaporous ailments,

and accomodate my fractioned sacraments.