The Passenger of Changes

Swell revisions make
well the editor. May the inscription
bear change, as the inscriber changes
negative space to passed time. Author
ships float best on salted eyes, dry. They
are full of holes, these boats, and would
rather be assigned wheels than sails. Sentences,
fortunately, look more like switchback roads 
than prevailing wind or current. So we drive,
and the intermittently vigorous backseat
driver demands a different gear, a new
station, a softer hand on the wheel.