Further

.horizon

nothing further in a day
at sea

……….. horizon

line beyond humps of swells
storm surge nil
sea slaps hull

……….. horizon

wide crisp ring
or noose

……….. horizon

incision in gray and gray
between high and low

a rift we never breach
but ever keep our eyes on

ledge we never reach
prey we never catch

shore without a beach
gate without a latch

……….. horizon

tight-lipped and taut
as a lute string

strung from zip to zip

distant as a hoax
a hold we never grip

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by Jim Culleny 9/7/12

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