Smoke Deck
Left to right,
An arrow of longevity,
One long horn
Echoing in the darkness,
A signal
For the wary seafarer.
Left to right,
On the edge of an invisible plane,
Forbidden fruit
Lay beyond the reach of the crippled.
What is there
Beyond a picketed horizon?
Left to right,
From three bird’s eyes,
Triangulation,
Becomes intended movement.
A broken table
No longer bears two dimensions.
Copyright © Cody Wood | Year Posted 2017
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