Michael Going Down Poem by e.e. wilholt
Michael Going Down
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Lost at sea, in a fog of stinking
Sorrow drifts a derelict boat,
Wreck of a bum sinking
Slow. Few remnants of thinking
Survive, to debris of memory cling afloat.
Cracked limbs hanging slump
From his hunched bulk.
Life-dreams die, in lumps
Crumbling his hull, clumps
Drying on the decks of a listing hulk.
To M.M., hope you’re OK now.
Monday, September 29, 2008
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