Back on the slow greens

Evil ships squat in the harbour
Emitting night vibrations
Disturbing constellations
Crumbling our foundations.

Unearthly electricity
knocks TV sets inside out
and sizzles the stripes off bees.
Evil power gleams from the hulls.
Destroy you, that's their thought.

Three kinds of fish don't live in the sea.
Three lives in water are waiting for me.
But on this wild planet, we are free.

Dennis List