AT NIGHT

At night
I visit

the village
in which I was

born.

I float
above rooftops

dive into the house
next door

to my own
little home

swim down streets
with all the swagger

of a fish
amongst coral reefs.

It lies to the northwest
but is submerged

beneath the waters
behind a dam.

Each night
I visit it

leaving my body
behind

drifting in dreams
diving beneath the waters

of the Past
(swimming where) I used to walk

trying to remake it

memory by memory
tear by tear.