On a ship

battered by waves

bearing bones that the sea

could not bury,

the growing echo

of the dead

ferries from

below deck.

Amidst the wreck

of sanity

and all other vanity,

I hear you calling me,

half cursing, half pursing

to seal me with a kiss.

Never enough your savior,

chastised for unholy behavior,

I dared to sever

the sailor’s knot.

I know that the drowning

cannot save the drowned,

as I leap away

reaching for the light of day.