Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

Cruise Ship Maze

alone though I never feel it
for people I know
stay safe in their cabins

ocean curls around the hull
while I lurk on deck
holding my Kindle
wood planks under my feet
complicit in decline
are rising and falling
a treacherous predicament

alone though I never feel it
for people I know
stay safe in their cabins

in this maze dream of the wrong sort
port side opens to a paradoxical lounge
a labyrinth alit sits in the middle
with crystal doors in Swarovski colors
I get lost since I’ve dared to enter
to find the art no one sees

alone though I never feel it
for people I know
sleep safe in their cabins


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Prompt: poem based on a dream