Journey to Be Taken by Emily Duncan

Beneath window pane,

Lurking through wooden floor,

 

Lacey silver fingers,

Lazy haze and weighty fog,

Metallic, fine and cutting,

 

This is the damp chill

That must stir his bones,

Poor sailor.

 

Teacup screeches

‘gains countertop,

 

Fervent radio screams

Static for the clouds,

 

Struggles with rocky shores

Call calloused hands to order.

 

Cold dawn blossoms,

Red sunlight creeps,

Feeling for cracks-

 

Sailor!

Take warning,

Take warning.

 

Seconds are like rabbits, he thinks,

Running away from you,

Multiplying fast.

 

This morning is heavy on his mind,

Imagining the ones still back home.

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