FIVE LINES ABOUT THE SEA

for Mike Sammons, 3:04 AM, 3-19-13

One quarter of the compass can be divided into 
                            an infinite number of degrees;

I'll meet you in the impossible shadow 
                            between one of these millions,

like waves or plankton or the tiny little beans 
                            that turn into seaweed --

we are lucky and unlucky.  A sailor's trinket 
                            cast overboard will make a charm

or break a spell or bob along a deep tide 
                            towards another's home or our own.