& he's into the future from hiding--
his exile was now almost up,
his pockets were teeming with spare change,
& his mind was eating it up.
He savored the peace that he'd had, but

now he scans the horizon
waiting for this storm to pass.
Always waiting in silence,
just biding his time.

& happened on a young lady
Up from the depths of despair
She spoke with a twist on her tongue
& a marvelous look in her eyes.

She said, "Think before the next time
you take yourself out onto the sea
& go dancing with that grand old man.
Sometimes he plays very gently,
but he's biding his time."

Into the harbor came once a clipper ship--
sails torn & listing severe.
When tied in its slip,
the rats jumped ship
as if they had something to fear.

The captain it seems, was buried at sea--
his madness had taken its toll.
The crew headed into the bars of the town
to drink away all of their cares--
they had waited for this day for years.

There's one tiny bottle that floats on the sea--
it serves as a warning for those who might dream;
for those who pursue their obsessions
the wind carries in it the screams
of a journeyman lost on the ocean.

Seized by a beauty who grows from the waves--
a reap of the watery graves.
Down in the depths as she savors her prize;
she's just biding her time....

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