***
all aboard
says the captain
we joyously oblige
all smiles and laughter and expectation
slow ever so slow the craft starts
(it will pick up speed later, we
hope
else be no fun at all)
but mere moments in
a crash, splintering shattering a
smattering of pokey brokey stones puncturing
panic sets in
sink ship (without even lip slip)
all overboard, plunge in frigid
else stand on deck
watch gurgle up from hull
all churchill and no jonah
(though down to belly like jonah i go)
slow ever so slow submerge
now ankles, now knees, now waist, now neck
(still i hold on to
hope)
***
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