Monday Poem

$hip of $tate

I'm on a big boat
(which the nautically savvy call
ship)

if this ship's a cocoon of light atmosphere
its steel will float, but it will tip
if its load’s unbalanced—
if its equilibrium is off
it will start to list,
if not corrected
it will end a sacrificial goat
sucked to bottom
as Neptune's universal laws
will have directed

and insist
.

by Jim Culleny
1/13/15

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