The Poetry of
Jack Scott

A Boat Named Me

I used to have a boat named ME
until it slipped its mooring, drifted away.
I could have made the leap to it
at first before hesitating,
but didn’t, hoping it would drift back.
It didn’t.
Now it’s further than I can swim.

 

 

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