Iron Lungs
A film of bubbles on her hull
as ice around her crowns it's chill
descension pits and twinks it's tune
to merry wandering fish full bloom
In white, albino, skeletonised
with scales of silver for their eyes
as liquid in their mouth, it glides
these hollow sailor's wave goodbye~
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006
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