At Sea Poem by Phillip Erb
At Sea
You can not really tell if his eyes are peering
Beneath a pair of lightly stoned-sleepy lids
If you’re looking for him in or around
Where you are looking now, I’ll be asleep,
or dusty bones.
He hums a tune
No one knows,
His words are never in time with the song
So he do not bother to speak
Until he makes it fit.
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