The Wretched Fathoms

Way to go, a scream fanfares the notion
That fortune and art don’t make good bed-fellows
Sleepless fate, backwater’s foggy terror
And you know them, haunted memories alive
Hey there, you’ve lost hours adrift in recall
Mute captain and crew rewrite this clammy horror
I thought I’d left behind
Re-live the fathoms
And you know them, at large
And you know them, in charge
And you know them, operating, alive
Fall into sleep, out of their arms