We Went On The Boat

We Went On The Boat
    We Went on the Boat



It was our pride and joy, that boat.

We’d go to Key West every Fall.

We made our pact there as we both suffered from the plague.


Now I’m here next to David’s cold body – pale blue masque on.

He made the leap; he had escaped.


I sold that boat…


© Richard A. Martin, Jr., 2016

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