Beyond the Breakers
Beyond the rugged linoleum sheen
of stamped moribund improprieties
where life is nothing but a deep-sixed scene
lost in the postmarked cliffs of postcard seas;
Beyond the frozen wake of guilty flight
taken by seagulls, judged by magistrates,
whose dispassionate paths, once brought to light,
shimmered as dull incomplete figure-eights;
Far from horizons of tidal-wave's shore,
seen beneath midnight’s refusal to glow,
alone, for one, I pace forevermore,
as my insanity plays quite a show:
Visions return me where all’s well and fine -
Beyond the breakers, where, for me, the stars still shine.
2/10/2017
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