I Like Floating on the Assured Buoyancy of Literary Devices

I like it when

the irony is so

thick—

 

such as when

Ishmael uses

a coffin as a life preserver

at the end of Moby Dick

 

that one could caulk

the whole of a boat with it—

 

all the places

where air might

escape and water

spit—

 

and still float safely on the

surface of the Pacific Ocean.

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