Coda

The farther this world crawls forward on bleeding knees and technologies obsolete while incomplete, my hate shall illuminate every impotent atom, be it planned in an ancient future or, while living, sutured to the beauty of loving entropy.…

All Vikings Volunteer

Technicians and merchants 

Meet in seedy bars perchance 

Gold only emboldens the bold

Mammalian scars but name 

The bar where confidants 

Can be bought 

The cards are spread 

Twenty-one at the head 

What I thought would be read 

So follow me do

My glint equipped crew

Ready to take the first 

Hull whose watch has dipped 

Deep down in the warmth 

Of Our Lady of the Rum

It's always rare blame that

Can be draped o'er 

The over-taxed sailor