From the lips
of his dying father
he heard the sounds
of the thin tide
He saw the slink rats
drown in the protective waters
of the bay
I am the curiosity
he thought
As his mild eyes
becalmed
by the sleep of the sea
secured the unobtainable
From the lips
of his dying father
he heard the sounds
of the thin tide
He saw the slink rats
drown in the protective waters
of the bay
I am the curiosity
he thought
As his mild eyes
becalmed
by the sleep of the sea
secured the unobtainable