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- by Linn Barnes

-Linn Barnes

Minor variations abound
in the deep night casting
shadows here and there

Illuminating vaguely the dark
variably leaving the rest 
to comatose glimmers

Of what is really happening
as we cruise under power
in the drunken sinking ship

Nose high and stern down
waves crashing all around 
the savagery of night at sea

Engines thundering for the deep
full throttle astern for the dive 
as the ship powers the tide

One last time before
slipping between the waves
for the long ride to the end