‘Cahoots’ and ‘Athwart’ by Captain B

Cahoots

the Angel of Death
snaps a towel
at the Eye of Creation
they have a laugh
don’t strain too hard
to understand
they’ve been at this
Awhile


Athwart

moving sideways
between things

careful the pull
of the false funnel
don’t want
down that drain
again

crack
knuckles
neck
back

contemplating a petition
but that’d mean
on my knees

soles of the feet
are planted fine
could be a hint

elongate the horizon
stretch the shadow
runway

pilgrimage
is pulsating
propel
when due


WHO IS CAPTAIN B?

Captain B. Seafarer. Lover of shore leave. Collector of heads. Disseminator of tales. Twitter: @NPeligeiro

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