The Tide

Bosch detail
Detail from Triptych of the Temptation of St. Anthony (Hieronymus Bosch, circa 1501)

Our backs against the rising tide,
we build and borrow deeper
into the calloused, concrete skin
of the Restless Sleeper.

Our words against the rising tide,
we sail, sail, circle the drain
in our little, leaky ship,
of Styrofoam and cellophane.

Our fists against the rising tide,
our hands and feet are counterfeit:
they drag us away from the Great No-Thing
and toward another infinite.

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