Treading through the dark Sargosso sea
A freezing mist in the air, a winter sway,
Celtic, crossed and re-crossed, we're on our way.
A watery Calvary stares into our blemished air
And you cannot, ever, ever, be there.
Today we dead coagulate - we are not where you think we are - 
We thicken into consciousness.  Our dying words still taken at the fall
Rampant, they are on our cracked lips, now.
Is it not this? Not what you fucking wanted of me?
Our vanishing life, unfixed, unbridgeable:
Ebb, flow, neap, tide.
Taken at the full we were. Besides our child's eyes, 
No pearl as deep, as precious.
Wrapped around each other we were making-do,
As the decades leapt. Careeringly
We chased chimeras. Unceasingly, till now.
Things of no consequence
 Entrapped us. Till now.