Castaways

L.T. Garvin

Viva!

The shout escapes

as we relearn

the language

of sea nymphs

and tiger sharks

entrapped in a world

of maroon sunsets and eternity

Shipwrecked

with forests of coconut trees

it’s a bad time to learn

you have tree nut allergies

We rush into the mangled jungle

to escape the forays

of drug dealing pirates

and the docking of phantom ships

The other night

a ghost ship slipped close

sea-weight weary

overran with cannibal rats

and cursed karma

Windward, it finally broke the waves

and headed out to sea

as we, the Deserted here,

watched

then sunk back

into the murky island shadows

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