sit down shut up stand up
time is only a moment of forgetfulness
he set it up himself
with concertina wire and plumbing clamps
got down inside the basement cubbyhole
shouted for the lights to be cut
and started mewling as naked beaver
changing the frequencies of contacts
by shaking an olive soul, thus, wisely
bespectacled mariners
nighttime watches wrought by salt spray
begin to move about the slippery decks
and contemplate their spatial-location
within the moiling sea, as the rage builds
and tentative relationship to shipmates
(as you move to push them eternally)
over the lifelines and back into shadow
why face the violent breaking of razor waves
weeping
in their sorrow and regret of the kill
drowned drowned muffled sounds
gravity of the deep well
(I want your perfect bone skull to house stars)