On the Rocks
You cannot come with me
on my journey
for these days my traveling companions
are selected with a more discerning eye
the same one which now inspects you
and finds flaws.
Former first mates
were less rigorously scrutinized.
If they hopped easily aboard
I thought them seaworthy
and pointed them
in the direction of the helm.
Some find it sad
how I now choose to travel alone
when it could so easily be otherwise.
entrusting your course to other navigators
can end in shipwrecks.