27.

27.1

O the sound of the halyard
in the morning is almost crimson
to touch, it makes me
want to stay here forever.

At night there are two skies.
I dive into the lower and feel like I have disrupted something
with my splishes and splashes.

My brother and I play nightly with the universe.
Blow for blow we go
tossing tear-sized starsspecks.
We laugh when we're hit hahahah

Mercy me! I hope no one notices!
We've disrupted everything!

27.2