resurrect

There were ships

oh, and there were ships as well

each herself a well

seeping sordid men

each her boats were buckets

dipping out the crew

a harbour of shouts

eating up the night

Fly away: and with you, I.

We will find a way to die

To the ships, to the shouts

and the sea will come alive.

sail on words

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One response

  1. Wow…very eerie. I love it.

    December 16, 2012 at 9:52 pm

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