Entering the Sound
Mast-crazed gulls streak the blue sky white
their screams a perch for morning distance
top deck coffee tempers souls striding
the wind my silent partner
Stone-slain Kronborg peers
its canons a chant of endless loss
flag-smitten haunts a reminder
provinces once my kin
Smog-benched Copenhagen pails
craft-strewn its grind a confession
tourists binge-made of forgotten plates
anthill-buffet my code-planned escape
Cabin-hardened students doom
cell-made rituals their cramped luggage
un-aired corridors their twist-rich repetition
joy-prone my return
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