rowing into the void

he sits on a row boat
immobile upon
waves of calcified
despondencies
a lone albatross
circles the frozen sea
slowly starving
so very far from
home.

bottles
lay discarded on the
stony waves
missives sent with
the best of intent
undone by the latency
between god’s shadow
and heartshiver pleas
etched in lonesome sighs.

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