The Captain becomes moody at sea. He's <br />afraid of water; such bully amounts that prove the <br />seas. . . <br /> <br /> A glass of water is one thing. A man easily downs <br />it, capturing its menace in his bladder; pissing it <br />away. A few drops of rain do little harm, save to <br />remind of how grief looks upon the cheek. <br /> <br /> One day the water is willing to bear your ship <br />upon its back like a liquid elephant. The next day <br />the elephant doesn't want you on its back, and <br />says, I have no more willingness to have you <br />there; get off. <br /> <br /> At sea this is a sad message. <br /> <br /> The Captain sits in his cabin wearing a <br />parachute, listening to what the sea might say. . .<br /><br />Russell Edson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sad-message/
