EFFIGY

I hanged you often, nightly effigy
hoisted that sail, a blank canvas
watched the shrouds hold tightly
something you never allowed me

what tension in so little attention
uttering nothing to me once again
as I steered tiller now toward him
you smacked sharply at the wind

still taking me somewhere I guess
leaving me alone with this...ocean
your proxy or blameless, clueless
I crave his soothings nonetheless

(c) 2004 Rennie Lorca