I Sail Alone


Perhaps we will meet once more
beneath the waves, among the ruins,
beyond the horizon.
With compass in hand I have set course
knowing that my happiness is out there,
certain in the knowledge
that I will not find it
with you by my side.

When once we walked together
boardwalks gave splinters,
oceans churned in choppy dispute
and sharks swam
among the broken crockery.
Let Davy Jones keep what we had
locked tight in his cold embrace,
I no longer need it.

As whales sing a dirge
straining through baleen
and trillions of specks
of splintered trust,
I will master my skiff,

©2009 Christopher Reilley

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