#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
you hover between dark and light;
but while enjoying
those castaway dreams,
you pray that they don't turn to screams.
.
So you board from the rear,
that tallship
'DISPAIR',
oh how nothing is quite as it seems.

Where the Captain is Satan
and his minions debatin',
what shall we do to this one?

As they tie you with wire,
you get pushed towards the fire,
is this their idea of some fun?

But then
you spy the horizon;
an even taller tall ship,
'SON IS RISIN'
and you wake from that dream in relief.

With a look
'ore your shoulder,
'DISPAIR' hits a boulder,
and sinks back to
Satan's hell reef.

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