Poetry · Writing

Land Ahoy!

You ever miss someone you talk to all the time?

To feel them closer than the finger nails to the touch

the eye to the lash

pirate to the ship

sailing to get back to you faster to tell you

you’ll never need someone else.

The warning sign reads: selfish

selfish to want you all to myself

the wheel wouldn’t resist, if it could

anchor in the middle of the ocean

when your song is sung aloud.

Dive in the icy pond and swim-_swim

towards land for the last first time.

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