Remember that view
Being in prison
is like being at sea
on the unpowered tall ship "Despair"
.
where the sail on the mizzen
has torn into three
and nowhere on board is a spare.
.
daily routine
has become much the same
shoveling seaweed against the high tide
.
an unchanging scene
with no one to blame
walking circles with nowhere to hide.
.
you are stuck in a vastness
so terribly small
how you wish that ship would just sink
.
you hope for the fastest
waves thirty feet tall
disappearance would come in a blink
.
but soon comes release day
and over you'll go
as they cast you back into the sea.
.
you are now in they bay
with no boat to row
like an old box of wet Boston tea
.
so, like Paul Revere
and the pilgrims and Quakers
your choice is to swim or to die
.
with your future severe
as those history makers
you've arrived with no sand in your eye
.
that tall ship Despair???
she's waiting for you
to screw up and come back on board
.
but only take care
And REMEMBER THAT VIEW
walking circles you could not afford.
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