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AUSTIN VELDMAN

DERELICT

Reconsider the sea. 
Our shipwreck is there
under the salted foam,
nestled in the kelp bed.
If I was near I might 
stand at the helm and pretend – 
throw the headsails with the wind,
cast us adrift above the coral.
You like to stand at the bow –
naked – it’s you against
what is endless –
the sea and the sky, 
they meet
where our shipwreck lives.
Rusting beams and driftwood
now covered in seeping
polyps, our names
carved in the heartwood. 


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