Sailing

Sea rough as hellwaves sent to silencedrag us deep to a watery landwhere the octopus sleeps.Out in the estuary World Warsentinels stand like giant insectsscanning the sky empty now astankers roll by & dolphins jitter.We’re lost in the wind falling fromland to sea & the sails batter metack and jive through morning high tidewe skip past sea cables.The moon smirks down behind wispsof dawn & sun sneaks out betwixt judderof hull as we heel hard to wind waterpouring on deck breaking throughto drench us.