to the drawing board


 Back to the drawing board. Mister. As boarding 'our craft' we hit reef grief's of sail. Upturned wind tacking along the brave water. Dark as its black pitch. Planked to the sewers of our intent      ~.

________________________the high admirers of the sea hidalgo mostly temporary passersby fleeting on the duck   ~ tale of the wondered seaman's leg   ~ arched by the sun which is not rational nor debatable