where is my sailboat

-had
walked the waves
            vipers coaxed of
           chains around your head,    A medusa
          let
          out; into
          circles of handcuffs.
        
           Beneficiaries           (caught hair streaming, waves sat bey
              under the                                   ond)
           crescent tried their luck.
                        
                      
                      
still upward
            eyes, yours as
       an offering a wreath above crows
       nest, your hand waving
               marked some apology for in-     (went here)
           attention
                 tallied a
               top the deck of
          some sinking boat the
           captain feigns indifference
            to the rising
           water.
                      
          Rattled in your
          terrace the
           dusk had lashed
          itself at the
      irises -
      were your clothes still in tatters?
      hung
          from your shoulders
          for
       5 more minutes
       caught in dawn,
       fell the waves un
       to still facing upward