In a corner of the statue’s
gougeable eye, the sea frets,
vast reduced to a fever-drop,
unlegged and gaining white-frothed
on the ride of cheerful buoys.
The geography of the world
paces limitless to the cloud-cropped horizon,
threads out to a ridge of friezelike waves,
mocks the statue’s heroic pose
as the deceased might once have mocked himself,
only being so much larger means so much more.