Sailing ships offer metaphorical sustenance
to the analogically thirsty
tilting with the waves
displacing the ocean
monitoring the impact
of metal on metal
from a position that would
appear vicarious
to the fish that would walk
and the birds that might swim
while being both
seems to be apparent
inherently contradictory
adverbally victimized
by the appearance of something
you won't try to have
while you wonder
what you've lost
by sitting and wondering
at the edge of a construction site
watching spring lose its coil
as green turns to purple
and purple to the sunset
of the rest of your ship.
Roman Ryan 