Honey's
There is a bar named Honey’s
that makes a delicious and exotic
cocktail that uses filtered ocean
water from Montauk in its recipe.
Even though it sounds interesting
and inspired, I am afraid to try it
because I remember a poem that
I read as a little boy in which all
the seafaring men lost at sea
took to drinking ocean water
out of desperation and
consequently they all died
a horrible death and their bones
were washed to sea and the boat’s
empty shell eventually washed up
on shore and everyone mourned
very deeply for the lost sailors
misplaced heroes of the waves
but phew, at least it wasn’t cancer.
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Poetry