A mother lifts her boy
onto a seawall;
the nearby esplanade is crowded,
so many have come to see
the recent wreck:
its keel crushed and timbers twisted
like palsied fingers.
The boat lists
as the tide shifts and sheers;
the boy imagines a giant hermit crab
taking up residence there,
not unlike the creature in a sci-fi film
he and his father saw when last they visited:
claws and antennae retracting
amid splintered ribs and rotting sails.

First published in Gargoyle #59.