Sails furled at the calm water bay

drifting toward port as ghosts of long summer

spent on seas with a will set to break us

A banner torn free floats by

‘Safe harbor is a myth’ in bloody letters

Still we drift on

and come to that city waiting

where the faces are hidden, eyes averted

where voices speak as if from a distance

pulling away from us—

the water’s edge before tsunami

Where everything is still like that

and silent 

waiting for the horizon to rise from the dead

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