of the hailing & entering
of the moonlit future
rich in efficacy of causes, really
real like apples or cylinders
of compressed air for buoyancy
for others beckoned by the tide
where workers cease work
and lay down that vow
endemic to enterprise
every impulse against
what's good for Glencore
for love of that world
in which the ruby never breaks
If only a fool is mesmerized
by what a mouth could cup
then call me a fan
of what flaps about the deck
The bait was so salty, sir
I could not refuse
my mammalian body lacks nuance
Tea time under the coverlet
Carry me away, eelpout
-Alli Warren
