I am Ahab
â€œ This is My Whale
I stand amidships, the deck lurching with every motion of the craft â€œ the beast surges onward, oblivious to the condition of my fellow travellers inside.
My Whale moves, from place to place, following it’s own path, heedless of the desires of it’s passengers â€œ krill.
Upon occasion, My Whale stops, lets loose a mighty sigh, and discharges one, or a few, of my fellow travellers â€œ as if they’ve provided their nutrient value and are nothing more than mere Excrement.
My Whale continues onward.
March â€œ 2003 â€œ ETS Route 6 â€œ Edmonton