Salty Cold Wind

And you dear friend
shall see the city of your birth
brought down to the final brimstone
as a fire like biblical
shall allow none saved, save none

Walk slow and be light of step
for we now pass the cold stone dwelling
of those who rest in the sweetness of sleep
forevermore, or
perhaps when the tides begin to sway
At a steadier pace
The old mariner shall find a way
from the Sargasso sarcophogus
back to the sweet suite
to sleep without dream
forevermore

Salty Cold Wind

ragabond

Atlanta, United States

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