A Man At Sea On Earth Undone By Disturbance When He Appears Most Anchored
Alan Felsenthal
Facts float on
the world we wander
close-winded

Goodness in my worst times
ceases being factual

Good to be good if good is
what you think it means

if you believe you sail
easily old in the soul

But my thoughts heed
images I keep from
friends I've known for ages

Recognition that being unknown
has been my own doing

The ship was mine to drive
signals taken or ignored

Ignoring is not enormity
but wakes a sentence

Say my mind
where stowaways sleep
repeatedly without permission

is the captain's cabin
The hull is built by the patterned ways

I am trying to spy from the starboard
side of my brain by leaving the port
from the book HEREAFTER / The Song Cave
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