Edward Sexton - Harbour Town

The town of Madmen was found among thieves
Where the horn was cut off long ago
Watch the ships, the tide takes the hope
That boards the last train coming slow
And the stronghold on the hill on its own
Overlooks this dying dominion
Of this concrete on stone on stone
That has broken nature's social union
But the waves with a sword will carry the word
Of the salt settlers that rang the bells down
Yet no call of the cursed, no voices that sit in thirst
Will ever bring the ships back to the town
You taunt me with the shakes of your head because
I don't want to stand in high places to make my decree
To declare of the distant and the broken off
And you ask what is wrong with me
I said I'm sick of all the strangers
I don't know what it is they want me to see
The stormy conscious or the shipwrecked soul
And you ask again what is wrong with me
I said, my arm, it's broken in two places
But don't worry, it's the least broken part of me
The pier has crumbled and fallen into the sound
And the captain still cling and spins the helm
Even though the ship has run aground
And here and now I present to you
My forearms in a descending salute
As my arteries slip from my wrists
Searching for kind the broken the destitute and the empty
The Lost

Written by:
Edward Sexton

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