Come Closer

November 16, 2018

We saw the captain put off in a small boat Screams, the sound of blows, a ring of shots We kissed behind your heady--your curly head up went the beautiful, useless, disaster flares In what intimacy we were left to go down ! The decks were bare . What galery filled us ! The endless water blossomed with pink morning the sea shethed its knives. With tears we celebrated our housewarming. The deck sloped like a hill behind us Slowly the sun rose You woke, turning at once to touch me again Diving into the holdu, I met a leg floating Dear cadaver! You gave us a week more of life Now we are dying Come closer, closer

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Mario Vitale has written well over 1,000 poems toward his platform in creative writing. His main ambition is to receive a poetry contract. He looks up to present poets John Ashbery & Major Jackson for their contribution to the arts. Vitale studied theatre at Central Connecticut State university in New Britain, Ct. Presently you will see Vitale's poems on the world wide web such sites as Wrterscafe, Neopoet, Starlitecafe, Poetrysoup & Allpoetry.com He appears in anthology's, magazine articles and editor choice award for poetry. Facebook has been an outlet for Mario Vitale in connecting to family & friends.

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