Sharapova

over the frozen sea
walks the captain’s daughter
she who deported a thousand ships
with a single kiss
let’s call her
Sharapova
whoever calls
she’ll come along
and stay for however long
tennis, cricket, football
anything goes

don’t trust
the blue-faced doors
at the thatched harbour
any time
they can let in
whales
octopuses
camels

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poem by Krispin Joseph P. X
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