Splash of water
plummeting
in the roaring wind,
angry waves wandering
in the crevices
of salted wounds
as the Hesperus
heave and sigh
in the Atlantic adventure;
frail hands
shiver in fright,
mingling uncertainty
for an arrival
without time:
indentureship
is a journey
feasting angrily
inside the heart.
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