Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Ocean's Canteen


Galleon. Spanish
Siphoning intent—
Golden plated
Neo-grade.

I had trouble realizing
I feigned relaxation
Amidst impelled bouts of rest,
Simply to avoid the conversation
Others often bring
         The stress of worry—stressors
         I’ve far too often successfully
         Imposed
        
I have a problem. Several actually.
One of which, is having a problem
with having too many problems
and so, again it flows…

Cold tap. Kitchen sink.  Faucet stream
Derived from tear ducts and tidal shading.
The ocean’s canteen…  Drown or drink



1 comment:

  1. nice...coming to the end for me it goes back to the top which makes me think ship wreck...but then again it does not have to be...nice work man

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