Recent Mast

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.

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