An event recorded

there, smell of rotting
the fish then brought
by the rain, back

brought this summer
back to that, the tide
returning to me

and that, there
finger-tipping those
chest hairs there, the

early morning and that
the crying then there
on his bedroom floor

and of that before
alone, with him there
the wood creaking

under that, the weight
sleepless then red-eyed
unprotected I

then before that
left him there, there
of that are before that

and are before
that before and of
that reminds me

and of that are before
that and of that are
before there and