i. my little sailor boy,
you are clockwise and fumbling
your fragile wrists struggle around
the edges of your wanderlust's atlas

open your star spangled eyes
and get your head out of the clouds

    you're going in circles
(don't make the same mistake
columbus did)

       ii. the tide has pushed you away
your eyes are inkshot in the candlelight
your hands intwined and overrun around
billowing sails and chipped wood

  my little sailor boy,
the seas grow cold and the skies darken
the farther you stray from your
treasure-locked heart

    don't put the anchor down
(you've gone too far, now)

       iii. swim the seas of stardust
and venture through supernovae
the moon shall see your true phase<

these seas are hungry and cruel
if you are ever to sucCEDE
you will leave word-hungry and heavy-hearted

     (leave mundane, fool)

       iv. my little sailor boy,



                                                 i miss you

         v. the tempest calls elsewhere