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Away from the Camera
by Jan Oscar Hansen
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  In the Bay of Bengal, near Tripura, a tank ship ran
aground, an old ship that had been economical for
its owner, carrying crude for a hungry west and
crewed by low paid seamen. And she was sold to
the people who would tear ships apart, like French
avant-garde butchers with hearts of frozen rocks.
 
Squall in the bay, the ship broke anchor and like
a horse that seeks grassland, she sought high seas.
 
Alas, she had oil onboard, must be caught before spill
washed on sandy shore. Cowboy tugboats rode out
lassoed the old lady back to the place of destruction.
It is in the Bay of Bengal, the infidel drowned Bin Laden,
in moonlight, his coffin is a silvery specter in the bay.
 
It drifted to the shores of New Jersey, on the voyage made
a devil´s pact with sandy storm; revenge for those who
dare laugh in the face of Islam. For her crew this meant
little, but pale memories of peace when dolphins played
on cobalt sea, and grown men had hearts of poetry. 

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