to con a soul after sole
search light turns dim
lifting up empty arms

in woeful consolation
sweeping unrevealing
glassy surface,  mirror
back abysmal esteem:

an anchor rusts lone-
somely stalwart by a
jetty pillar, seeking a
charitable eye's gaze

where wantonness of
-gale-force impunity
once ruled the seas* ●



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