Scald Scar Of Water

Cut and crossed over
Appearing and keeping hold
Let you see and touch
Before it is struck and taken

After the first movement
It comes forward in a revelation
It is scorched, bitter
Structures of movement escape
And change into something
Removed from nothing

Rattled by and by
As if someone was right
Drawn and downed
Indifference stands
But a light from deep
It glows
They must have seen it too
Rattled