Dealt With Hammers

Dealt With Hammers




Springing loose the seventh seal

Passing by on the starboard

Side, as over waves, beneath moons

We would ride, springing loose seals,

Making deals while getting on,

Bored, while getting on each all

The others' nerves, just deserves



Reservations of the real

Deal so newly delivered

No seal had yet been set, spoons

Ready and waiting to lap

It up, gruel, cruel porridge, bon

Vivancy vacancy pall

Setting seals like lead pours swerves



Along racing curves near keel

As flying fish fish once fished

So we once sailed, singing tunes

As attuned became our planks

Beneath the barnacles grown

Heavy on wood covered small

Errors, liftings, new mistakes



Not seen, shown up not until

Landfall having been made, laid

Down the wandering star guides

For any port, any storm,

Any day soon now become

Any peace, any normal

Way, locally we deserves



To hammer away at our ship's curves

Until re-satisfied we become free

To set out once more to sea to be free

Of the waves which hammer what we deserves



Which is not to be found at any port,

Nor to be found, nor ever to be bought,

But only ever to be sought, uncaught

Among they who but hammer out their blows



As if to lift one upward into snows

Ever risen above all downlanders'

Dealing out just the facts as with hammers

We had rather not be dealing with as



And so we chose to live such life beyond

Their scepters and their rods, as if gods

Of Himalayan ranges unsought by sods'

Turners who could but fear us, never near



Us for fear of blunderbuss, sweeping blades,

Rapine visited on their maiden's heads,

Sweet, colorful traces as left for dead's

The life not on sea bearing salt for me's.