In Steerage

The parasol down on the sun deck
Is agony
Her caught up skirts pleasing
Nobody
I could not hold
Those little reinforced circles
Photos torn away
Hooks and weights
Hanging from my face
Filing my teeth to a point
The parasol down on the sun deck
Is agony
Her caught up skirts pleasing
Nobody
What do you want?
Which way?
And I sway
Still plagued
Still can’t remember her name
The text message on his phone
Supposes
I didn’t want to know
Those roses
The parasol down on the sun deck
Is agony
Her caught up skirts pleasing
Nobody
I could not hold
Those little reinforced circles
Photos torn away
Hooks and weights
Hanging from my face
Filing my teeth to a point
What do you want?
Which way?
And I sway
Still plagued
Still can’t remember her name
The text message on his phone
Supposes
I didn’t want to know
Those roses
The parasol down on the sun deck
Is agony
Her caught up skirts pleasing
Nobody
The parasol down on the sun deck
Is agony
Her caught up skirts pleasing
Nobody
Her caught up skirts pleasing
Nobody
Her caught up skirts pleasing
Nobody
[Bolt bended
For the surface
Regardless]