Ember days wailed off as bee buzz
Safe treasury as Roman’s castle
Falso hope by the divines
Wail and hail; we blended and woke
Aye and lo, mirages thicken
Sailed lower to compass
Poor cabin with a drenched whore
Wild fishes instead of emeralds
Lost treasure-picking Life or Gold
Nature broke our potsherds grip
Cry to your mother star and moon
Balance never earned in South
Chaos pooped on North Locus
Earth becomes the stranger
Sun rain-checked adventurer invites
Just paddle me; any Deity with ears
Creatures lurked in the depth bluffed
Alien to my world, maybe not mine
Sailors and children echoed pain
Women sobs silently but audibly
Abrupt silence filled up the space
Cheers to new world made for us
Death becomes the utopia void of rum