Head lice, block cheese, and biscuits
Sea-less now
Let the waves take their licks
Solid wood born holes
Rakes, shoals, splits
Salt scores, dragged lines keel
Kiss them all like ladies
Wood stone, it’ll break your fist
This sorry boat was home over twenty; twenty-five
Drop us both deep, deep
Listen; whales sing the high lullabies
For mermaids gone asleep