This is not a relationship
this is a relationboat
it has rust along its stern
it can barely stay afloat
There is no mast, no rope or sails
No crew of men to swab her down
There is no fore-deck, is no helm,
no figurehead in drenched blue gown
Relationboat is still misnamed,
it's really just a relationraft
no real class of any vessel
a relation-un-seaworthy-craft
A few more lines tacked themselves to my verse from yesterday. I'm not sure where it goes yet- my mind feels freshly scrubbed after an outdoor expedition, so if that's what it's got for me right now, i won't question it. Going back outside!
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