The Daze of Malice
Your barque blocks the orb which steers my muse;
change course, you are an intrusion. Captain Wahn.
Intimidation brands you a martyr,
mere threats have no place herein.
Alter your own path. Skipper Twain.
Seems a knot has you both anchored;
choking, challenging your journey.
Old grudges you have harbored will send you
back to your docks on a gurney. words from Urania.
Fate obstructs the view
when ships align with the moon.
Urania smiles.
Hidden underwater shelf
will cut short the daze of malice.
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2018
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