I went to your lifeguard job.
Asking if you wanted to show
me your mussels – you know what
I mean – said yes as you
clamped a hand around your pipefish,
said yes to the whitecap wave
of your shoulders – I mean it –
pinched by the unwelcome mitten crab
then, going out with the tide
and coming in, and even then
to come upon fluorescent monsters, inkling
a newborn squid- that ancient tingling.