Saltless
Sealess
Carrying nothing I might need
Saltless
Sealess
Carrying nothing I might need
That Jules Verne would be there
came as no surprise,
but Jacques Cousteau?!
The sushi was lovely,
but the gin was watery
and hard to see.
I close my eyes and try again
Many a reasoning unreasoning sow.
He himself is heir to the jackass,
to his regret.
The barnyard reeks of natural
and unnatural failings we’d call sin
were that word, too, not joined
to the general disrepair.
As the other rises.
They wave as they pass,
as busdrivers do.