Monday, July 27, 2015

wrought iron
carcass
of harbored regrets
laying dormant under
turgid heavy swell
holding what
could of been
without air or fear
this skeleton of
wood, bone and dream
the canvas
a death blanket
where bodies
once joined
suffocated
and perished
with the tide
every wreck a scar
on our collective skin
treasures to hoard
and forget
all those ships
you once loved
left to rot
and decay
inside