Sail Home

I bought a boat in the hill country, she says to herself,

In this place where the Sky always becomes an ocean

We have lost so much, but I will have this beat-up John boat, recompense for years ago when I

Told you, leave your anger and walk home from here

As though we all don’t have to do that

As though there is any other way for stone-cold prodigals to

come home

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