salt. never is there talk of this. blue greens. pure. whites. foam. and roamings. youth. smiles. strength. burdenless. wonders.

to sea i went in following a father. away. to the east. to jungles. dark eyes. and hair. smiles. purity. to rice...

his book i carried. a manual. of the merchant marine. old. worn. spine cracked as later mine was to sea i went

and thrived did i. yes. and climbed. so high. and browned. so dark. and grew. inwardly. deep. yes...deep i went up that river into my heart of darkness.

whipping, yapping, wrapping  ...moat like