The sailor home from the sea He did not resist his return Could not abide to be so far from the thrall of tide and moon To be never alone As he was on the waves Forced to company Amid the babbling of voices making noise for their own sake talking of profit and loss none feeling none thinking in rooms filled with things robbed from others robbed from the earth knowing the price of everything and the value of nothing they sat and lay self satisfied soaked soporating in their own complicity He longed for his freedom away from these places Like a caged bird would to be where the wind could blow as it would he was locked out an empty hollow shell effete in their world He cried to the gods of the sea How? Why? had these land locked monsters fallen out of love with the sea? Seeking only a fleeting groping for life in moments that passed for a reason to continue It was a certainty that they had never stood with the storm in their hair feeling it massage every follicle carrying away each burdensome thought and duty Felt the spray in their face tasted its salty sweet promise of a life lived almost free from the world of men But he knew for them such things simply ruffled their expensive modish coiffure and threatened their fashionable attire he could not wait to quit any place that had such creatures in it
