Heading South so I can go NorthnGuided by birds but drifting off-coursenRead the tide-table before starting out but 30 years old with chapters torn outnYou, waking up from a dream of the sea, safe in the harbour from sailors like menYou, in the kitchen, waiting on tea, whilst I lose the compass to a trick of the seanBearing East so I can blow WestnGuided by wreckage of the Marie Celesten(Read) Sombrero Fallout whilst waiting for calmnCarved chapter 13 in script on my armnYou, waking up from a dream of the sea, safe in the harbour from sailors like menYou, in the kitchen, waiting on tea, whilst I lose the compass to a trick of the sea