Topside, Nauru

1 February 2013

like one-armed
drownings
these
marked escutcheons
crash

through the quaky crust,
in no clear pattern

some
stalk
others

a few
adrift,

even more
abandoned;

all eyeless.
doomed.

there is nothing else here
frigate birds stay away,
and even the leaves have left

just jagged monoliths:
dead men.

expedition over –
stone surrender
to the indefectible
sun

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