Life Jacket
On that cruise to Mexico,
the crew called us out
for a life boat drill. You,
a little fuzzy
at 10 a.m., came out
with your hair
and life jacket undone.
You found me on the deck,
a little tipsy from the waves.
I warned you about the dangers
of getting tangled up
in your straps, and the crew
warned of the dangers of the sea.
When the drill was over,
you gave me a smile
and turned to leave.
Your straps got wrapped around
your ankles and the more
you struggled, the tighter
they constricted. When you stumbled,
you reached out,
grabbing on your way down.
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