While not ungrateful that
a coffin floated him to safety
He still resents that
his story -- which he thought
Educational and filled
with profound and surprising delights –
Gets casually swept aside
by page fifty and only returns
For a few paragraphs at
the end of the book. Some days
You'll find him at the Battery, looking towards Europe,
Hoping to be asked about
his life before the Pequod
Or after the Rachel.
Nights, he sits in Starbucks
Appreciating the irony and
nursing mochacchinos.
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