Miniature cannons

[stuartryder]

I captured a speedboat, or two,
brawny wakes teasing the flap valve
of the outfall pipe, the edges of the Mersey

rippling, rippling. The yachts bent and breezed
their mystery paths, I couldn't read the winds
like they seemed to. Miniature cannons

blasted at the start phases of the boats,
and I jumped when they fired, disturbing my shot,
so the speedboats look blurred, as if you

and I were on one each, cavorting confusedly
away from each other... But in reality
we were coming closer, like wall to wave.