We clung to the rail like sodden rats
With our wizened tails entwined
And spoke our mind
Giving all where just one would suffice
In our drinking grown akin
These days, when the light of reason
Has dimmed to a candles sputtering flame
Who's to blame?
And what's left for to lighten our way?
Such troubles rang above the wind
Then through the din, you said
You'd rather swim
And I swear when you spoke the night thinned
Still, the wind
And we stood, not quite there
When a blossoming mist spread its fingers through the air
Like a picture that fades in the warmth of the sun
The sea undone
We looked o'er the stern and we saw
None of the waves that once there churned
The sky upturned
Like a heat where there's nothing to burn
No shore, no sea, no stars to chart
And through the dark, I said
Here, take my hand
It was then that the waiting began
And we stood, water-bound
Like lost shepherds waving and squinting towards the sound
Of a horn in the dark
Until the day we do depart
No start, no end, just the ocean's rhythm
Beating through some sightless vision
Only this, and thoughts of things long past
Those I see when the air is stirred
Underwing some Odyssean bird
Faces known, like the ocean's donned a mask
And so we squirm from side to side
Searching for a phantom's eye
The stars will dim the light they cast
And what delights us now has past