The Hamlet Project

Impatiently sitting in the sail’s shoulder, the wind checks its watch.
Checking the urge to push the shoulder to the wheel
And urge the boat on into the calm of the sea.
Puffing and straining at the seams
Like a dog on a leash with a squirrel making an escape right before its very eyes.
When nature’s push meets the timetable of people
Someone is always bridled.