Am I imprisoned on this island? I have tried, I’ve tried to swim away Out to the buoy Ebony rose But the current is too strong I now drift daydreaming To when we were happy here on this beach We played with our children And they were happy too
Tipping goes the cormorant I think she knows I’m a pathetic intruder Into the abyss And I have watched her too From the stony beach That was black in the last year Before the storm Elsewhere sometimes I can see beyond the lighthouse
The uncharted cruise ship Anchored way off As though the last party on earth Continues to vast horizons Container ships Full of glass vials