Marooned

I would run you

Long  John Silver

Overhaul my killer’s bones

I would comfort you

In a broken steam room

I would sing you

On a cold tuffet

I would leave you

Loathsome puppet

Eating your curds and gruel

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I would slash you

Like a bounty

I would cash you

Like a debt

I would stash you

Like a flurry

Of intangible, rancid goals

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Magnified smoke trails

Curling like innocence

Infer ragged sails

In the blinding sun

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You're my whirlpool

Drag me under

You’re my quicksand

I'll be dashed

I'm your Nelson

You're my burglar

Leap me like an ice cream sundae

Your receipt of this burnt message

Tides the gloaming of sad news

In your doldrums - I'll be doomed

I'm inextricably marooned

Because of you

In dead crab lagoon

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You're my whirlpool

Drag me under

You’re my quicksand

I'll be dashed

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I would pluck you

At this moment

Like a cauldron

Of hot dust

I would sink you

My antipathy

With the latence

Of soft rust.                             

04/12/18