Against the blind
Is stole a look
Try to read
This open book
Cast upon
A wavy see
Singing foam
For you and me
Singing foam
And dashing rocks
Pressed against
These fathomed locks
Known to map
And sounding lead
A muffled bell
Inside my head
A muffled bell
Done tole its tale
Bounding books
And grabbing rail
Bulked ahead
In leaky churn
Against the blind
The sighted learn
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2013
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