Desertification Station

pleasant company excepted
nobody climb on wires to construct a face
ocean is where the wet is
not here sepia sere cerulean lush unsucculent air
a hydrogen coolant supernova no lover risks to dare
gentrified by launching pads
please blast us all off into space



a ship can list as well as this
afore taking aboard some water we'd guess
we don't miss the lists of resists
for many seemed to be frivolous
we'd rather focus on real justice
or at least act like a silly twit



with several hoops to grace our ear
a sailor's life is something near
a wanderer is what we've been
and many things is what we've seen
presupposition is foolish, yes
so 'ware the waters lest on the rocks ye'll wreck



if we had a soul we'd sell it quick
we wouldn't want to be saddled by it
we're a poet, e. g. nebulous
our muse is a tiny grey octopus
and she demands we wail thus
we'll leave the success to other folk
we're raptly singing to creosote