By Tammy Huffman
I found him there
Wave walking wild seas
Frantic to snare
Gurgling mysteries
Racing to rope
Far fluttering gleams
Of thrown off hopes
And cast away dreams
Laughing to land
A misshapen curse
Heart God, head man
Blubber universe
Losing his grasp
He shakes bloody fists
A useless cast
A trashed, muddy mess
Give up, I sighed
Why stir up dead men?
Come out! he cried
And cast nets again