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.