A shipwreck writhes
In my unsettled stomach
Sinking to the bottom
On a tragic descent
A shadow of its former glory
An echo of the determined adventurer.
Sails once so full and optimistic
Are shredded and abused
So thin they’re transparent
Frail to the touch.
The mast is fractured
In most complicated ways
Requiring all the healing science
Of a patient & compassionate Architect
With gentle hands.
Still this wanderer of the seas
Beckoned by the urchin & algae
Lurking at the bottom of my center
Anxiously awaiting to envelope her
In a final embrace
Tuck her into the crowded bed of the disillusioned
Leaving her to dream eternally
Of rescue & salvation.