My ice boat won’t sail
All around the rotting fish-heads lie
And it’s stricken in the green waves that oily slick slap at its sides
I set sail when she died
From her body came a bowlful of tumours
And the stink and the flies hang around my sore head like a halo
In this rusty shell I lie and the flies buzz
Buzz around the gauze on my head
All around the rotting fish-heads lie
And it’s stricken in the green waves that oily slick slap at its sides
From her body came a bowlful of tumours
And the stink and the flies hang around my sore head like a halo
Buzz around the gauze on my head
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