we saw you from the urchin s side from under the boat we saw you making knots we saw you get the rope the boy appearing on the deck you re making it lurch the bubble of your interest s ready to burst he whistles and he runs we saw you in distraction a sleeping slow despair rehearsing interaction he wasn t even there a creature is a creature though you wish you were the wind the boat will not stop moving if you tie him up until the end he whistles and he runs so hold him fast breathe the burn you want to let it last he might succumb to what you haven t seen he has a keen eye for what you didn t see when the cadaverous mob saves their doors for the dead men you cannot leave when the cadaverous mob saves its doors for the dead men you cannot leave when the cadaverous mob saves its doors for the dead men you cannot leave when the cadaverous mob saves its doors for the dead men you cannot leave