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NIGHT LETTER TO A MAN LOST IN MID-OCEAN, by                    
First Line: My friend, you are well-dead in sluttish times
Last Line: To your pelagic urn on the coral shelf.
Alternate Author Name(s): Macintyre, C. F.


My friend, you are well-dead in sluttish times.
Earth has lost her rudder and drifts toward shoals
of desperation, shipmates stand with knives
against each other's breast. Unplotted tombs
await the dossils of these suppurate souls.
Ashore for flotsam lurk conniving knaves

who have already got your core and mine.
Honor has rotted among guts of hope.
Shall we not mutiny and be one man
to garrote the actors with a halyard rope?

I write you as we drift ... perhaps myself
shall beat delivery of a post too late,
and I shall glide, a-swirl in phosphor-light,
to your pelagic urn on the coral shelf.





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