Abandon Ship

Branches like masts Of ships sailing on Ocean winds. Leaves like cloth Rigged to capture The gusts Billowing bravely, Wanderingly, Drifting yet rooted. So the sail itself Begins to rip Away from its bark, Tearing cloth and rope, Shearing stem with breeze Silencing wave sound In the leaves As they cascade To entropy. Breaking mastsContinue reading “Abandon Ship”

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Art

I can make you hurt like I do If I really wanted to Some things aren’t worth Going down with the ship Lost on the seas Drifting for years Seems like everyone’s hurt Already I want to be a pianist and a painter Passing by them on the waves No one wants to climb aboardContinue reading “Art”

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Viking Voyagers

Viking Voyagers In the shower with her I felt clipped. Vulnerable. Like my wings were missing, but in their place was something like cybernetics; when you know your heart is pounding, but don’t know what microscopic things are happening to beat it as a drum beats. Every cell and nanomachine in lost wings is aContinue reading “Viking Voyagers”

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To Kxzzyxin Sea

To Kxzzyxin Sea We waved from the gangplank And they replied from the deck Unaware that this would be The last time they’d be seen It seems really bright To be seven o’clock Waving from railings On the tall dock Not calm or collected Watching them go Triumphant collective Coming back, we know Fading intoContinue reading “To Kxzzyxin Sea”

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Going Vertical

Going Vertical Calling from her On a distant golden beach, Marooned, watching Into the return of me Not forgetting all the Good and bad I was watched in. How could I ever forget? One instinct always survived, Making me shoot flares Equivocally from angled horizons.

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S.O.S.

S.O.S. One ordinary day After rough and tumble torrents Of uncontrollable Tsunami pourings A glass bottle floated on by Above submarines kiting on high In the sea of voices shouting Old oxygen’s soft carapaces To be corked with pressure By instinct and stifled Only then written an S O S Waiting out all who passContinue reading “S.O.S.”

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