alfie lee writing


hope and anchor

with the ship lying
on its side and a sea

of people under
water jack

felt himself between
a rock and a crack coming

with the goings on
the jetsam of the split foredeck

he shared
with others who were

turning scissors
and paper like him stone

never felt this
before jack thought he was

from the cold

and if i live to see an
other still

oh lord! the rudder useless
aloft the keel


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