17th
The ebb and flow
of water in the scuppers - -
looking out on waves.
18th
Aft,
the tanker lurches high in the air
as we dive,
but the hose remains connected
and the oil flows.
19th
Past the blast wall,
volumes rise.
Shouted conversations,
into faces.
20th
Met Office graphs,
dissected
over cups of tea.
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