when the day comes
i foretold you
dissolve in sugar
on the top deck
of a flamingo's beak
it is beautiful
this elusive chimera
or is it
a slave ship
fragmentary expression
flapping canvas
hospital lawn
clumping out beat
dejection and solitude
jonah and the albatross
rattle in callipers
skeletons in cargo hold
clipped wings and clubbed feet
tapping against sympathies
a doldrummed crew
on swan soft shores of paradise
where the interminable culminates
the intolerable desists
and the fervent ennui
of bleak incarceration
and expedient abandonment
melt like gang planks
in the belly of a whale.
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