Fever

 

With fear and trembling I awoke

My ship, a mediaeval sea-burial, burns.
Illustrated sails are ash to the clouds,
the entire hull whale bones on the sea-bed.

"But you are mistaken." she said
"Look darling, we see the light 
in the crow's nest from here."

With hot tears welled these words I spoke

That is the Moon.

She just smiled and nodded.
Smiled and nodded.

◄ Just Put Your Lips Together And Blow

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