Kitchen

byfridayam©

One green spear of Cos slowly
turned up in water and I was watching
a great ship tip its bows skywards
as it prepared to bury itself
stern first in sea, leaking
lives, oil, crockery,
suddenly unspent shells,
parasols, band instruments,
air.

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