Monday, May 21, 2018

Ahull!

No ships coasting, no anchors aboard:
They're all sailing at greater seas.
How brave is the captain who sails overnight,
with no planned rout[ine].

There are no coordinates required for this trip.
Once you boarded; no way back.
The ship and its master, ship after ship.
His vessel was all but a debris.

He and she have been to all of four directions.
Though his heart always pointed North.
Even omening a wreckage,
in which he would come forth.
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