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