and the skies open
and the rains start to pour
it didn't stop for three full moons
while you made a ship from
rotting wood
and called people
they brought animals with them
deep
they looked at your
feverish face
and not one of them climbed
up to the deck
you shouted for three days
they beat your shoulders and around
there were only snowflakes left
and you didn't feel pain
caused by the strips
barefeeted
and you raised the sails on the third day
and sailed alone
you have buildt such a big ship
and how empty it is
how empty it is