Sunday, July 14, 2019

Kit Kelen #1291 - the Strulbrugs afloat

1291
the Strulbrugs afloat

fighting to suck on the same cigar
you meet the worst kind of people
not really  all mirages
next week we were never here

on rivers and on silent seas
thin mirrors in the cabins
the frenzy is feeding again

islands into continents
sail for say, Avalon
air of quintillion souls
pyjamified

breakfast till lunch until dinner
more coastline each day
albatross for luck
need a ship to carry them off
convenient we’re here
on the buffet express

now and then on terra firma
walk the port
we are a problem for the map
the ship is a souvenir

take a picture, post it
this is the legacy they spent
paws on a place and gone

without the knowledge of evil
took the island away with
hunting and all aprowl

Isle of Apples, where the sword was forged
for the fortunate
Land of Promise
of Otherworld and all delights

every Jill helpmete
every Jack man of them
first one here
Gulliver, Robinson

baked Alaska, fish from

hearts will not grow old

in cabins the Struldbrugs
get half a leg over
then something’s announced

all afloat
are prisoners of it
menus printed to keep

so these many selves of sea

home to Luggnag
forgotten not forgiven
that’s how it will be

and here’s the trompe l’oeill
at the Academy of Lagado
professor with the everything bag
toting this old world round 

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