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Hold the Ropes

We held on tight to the ropes

tighter than roots holding oaks to the earth

photographs tucked away

in boots and breast pockets

as the sea waters splashed and distorted the faces

into familiar ghosts

hold the ropes. hold the ropes.

the waters were cold

humming the Siren’s song

the waves rose and took our rum

and then each of us

one by one.

we held on tight to our hopes

tighter than the seas ever thought we were worth

paragraphs left to say

with loots and worn lockets

as the dark waters thrashed and contorted the graces

into similar woes

hold the ropes. hold the ropes.

the treasure was sold

sunning in daylight’s dawn

the stars told of our run

and then each of us

one by one.