The Ships Mast Poem by James McLain

Then is when I see a couple of kids fucking
and after all, 'I know they have by now seen me
her bra appears like if on que it's stage, 'magic
and to see the struggles with her panties
while he is as bold as a lion, 'just standing
paradise was for a moment abandoned
moving off there is some muffled conversation
I know this is not, 'but cutting the journey short
coming back once as one's back was it was.
Standing on deck watching youth going down
the long slide, 'Endlessly I wonder, 'God if when.