Map of Consequences

Posted: June 6, 2012 in Uncategorized
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if the tide  crept

onto the map,

would jetsam get

pushed onto paper shores,

riddled with a cargo once

wanted,

particles of a time when

laden low in the water

movement became progressive

and sullen,

with Captains pressure

overboard they went,

these pieces,

identifiable to the moment they

are relevant,

among them a heart

oxidized yet beating in a rhythm

one would not see as living,

settled on silt,

occasional foam spread over it,

defiantly remained,

becoming part of this new land

forgetting the old rusting vessel

unburdened lifted lighter on the

water,

still did not gain speed,

instead propellers churned quicker

lifting out of water away from the

surface becoming more fragile

then disintegration ,

with a thrum of satisfaction all that

was needed done,

the heart became absorbed by sand

beating within the island,

staining and curling

the map,

remained unfound.

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Comments
  1. I like that man. Maudlin and quiet. Nice and refined. And brutally cold in some parts as well.

  2. claudia says:

    very cool image with the heart..oxidized yet beating in a rhythm…absorbed by sand and then beating within the island…i like

  3. Victoria says:

    Powerful metaphorical imagery. Nicely written.

  4. brian miller says:

    nice….i like how the flotsam that once held meaning becomes the heart…and churned up and over board it it finds its home in the sand and yet still beats…some nice touches in this man..

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