Own mortality

The sandy atoll,
a thousand leagues
from a weak, tenuous somewhere
barren, where even scrub-grass
dares not open a new franchise
and all a man, shipwrecked,
has for company
is his own mortality

Author: Andrew Mackay

Poet, writer, anti-authoritarian, believer in the power of nonviolent struggle.

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