Poem 24 Revised

A Fish, All Along


I am no solitary soul. 
But I am awake now; 
I’ve read your words over
And over, they court me
As the prickling chill of port air
sweeping in vessles of promise.
I am no solitary soul
But I hear the sea calling, 
A wing wrapped in wind, 
My mind, an eye above 
The north star–a certanty. 
Guide as sails do, I will follow, now 
With sea-legs, now double breasted
Now, with the horizon infinate, 
The shore lost at sea. 

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