"All the things that dragged me here are tangled up around the pier"
-suffused with an orange glow, bi-sected by the bridge-
smiled its hello.
I ran to greet her, to stretch my aching limbs.
I ran to the prow to steer the ship home.
"SO THIS IS ENGLAND! WONDERFUL, MAGICKAL ENGLAND!"
A solitary Eddie Stobart crawled across the bridge.
My shoe fell in the water. It slipped off.
I, fearing mother's anger,
and engulfed with shame
at arriving in my new country
with one shoe off and one shoe on
Jumped into the dark water..
And so the ship that brought me here
left me tangled up, beneath the pier.