At the end of his third decade
he works and lives on the waves,
for a family without love,
for a man who can't smile.
How much happier he is below
with the gauges, gas, grease, and grumble
He falls from the sky to pass his time.
He's worked for the law then broken it.
Now he lives away from it.
Called back to the sweet land of Ukraine,
but when he arrived it wasn't the same.
His mother had passed form cancer;
His father only gave short answers.
So he returned to the sea.
Where does a man like this go?
Neither sand nor water pleases his toes.
No one to wave to him from ashore.
His girl works at a faraway port.
Language begins to betray heritage.
He questions the marriage.