they told me the gang plank would stay still
and to hold on to the ropes, but they rubbed
against my fingers and cut through my flesh
like a cutlass

i
kept
looking
for
the
blade

The minute I stepped onto the deck, the water
mechanical and magical reversed its flow back
out to the depths of the ocean and left the ship
on its keel unbalanced.

disregarding me
ignoring me

It rock back and forth like a giant

mocking me
scorning me

Next news, see I on the ground, forehead wet
with blood. Though I here now my face still
drenched