talking without ceasing, thirstier than ever

talking without ceasing, thirstier than ever
ahab sat in the lifeboat
low on the horizon the sun disappeared
kissing the water with flame
i told you so said billy
nothing good could come of this
good is not my word, ahab replied

when darkness fell
incandescent sharks appeared
they laughed at ahab billy and the others
harry smith the cook
opened his mouth to catch the rain
unfortunately there was none
there was no wind either

confidence ebbed
eternity beckoned
ahab kept talking
serenading the waves
in which the sharks laughed
never mind said billy
glory awaits us

tornados of words
hurricaned out of ahabs mouth
in the moonlit foam
restlessly tumbling
sam brown the boatswain
took heed of heaven
in a single fleck
everything was

the whole crew looked to heaven
hoping for salvation
ahab kept talking
now and on earth

endless words
endless words
reverberating forever


human being said...

Beckett was a beauty
by the demons of sleepy apathy
waiting for a
or a
or perhaps a godot...

one day a gallant warrior
who had fought numerous battles
in the territory of pen and peoples
came and awakened this sleeping beauty
with a kiss of love... not duty!

his name was timmy...

timmy said...

thanks, human being. that's the first time i've ben called s gallant warrior in a while!

Harlequin said...

this piece pulls me into the roll and the swell.. and the characters are there for me, almost already known, I find myself in the midst of conversations that feel like they ought to be happening, like of course that's what he'd say...and of course that's what he'd rain no wind but what glory awaits as long as this song is sung, as long as this sacrifice is given...

this was a lovely reading experience, timmy, thanks