We are travelers. 

     We’re always new in town. 

          We never stay in familiar places. 

There are 3 people but 1 thing.

      We can’t tell one from the other.

   For a moment we are

                                     sinking,

      soaking up what we can                                                                        down here.

                     up here.                    

    You could say

We don’t use the word water, we use all the words that water does: carving, seeping, seeking.

       But now we are bathing a cat, making a face, taking it out.

We are going mad. 

The four of us, looking for where the water goes. 

 

We’ll all be together when we land.