I will loosen four circles –
four can yokes/four loops
Four collars – four nooses
or four buoyant garrots as
a fifth still holds them all –
no – I will not save our sea
It took one of my forebears
off Sunderland’s cold shore
whilst my father was pulled
underneath for days & days
in submarines – an unnatural
act – a voluntary Mr Bartley?
Whilst my five rips will never
keep any ocean or turtle free
from tugs of alcohol – instead
I will get drunk again & recycle
