The extraordinarily warm current exhaled a heated argument to the basement glacier But ours for sure wouldn't be the fate of intended strictly surface dwellers the southernmost swooping falcon likes of Terra Nova to be engulfed in a watery grave at big island of the north or there near So I converged 'round the cape to confer with the school of solely orchestral trumpets chorus funnels on the Chilean coast inspiring many minaret muses of a mariner The gulf stream expelled us as we grew tired of staring at the stationary stone faces of Easter Island n' besides Magellan kept yellin' but I retorted like Yorba Linda's own Nixon- I'm not a felon I only have a hankerin' for the brown sleek skinned Polynesians n' offshoot mixes of Asians a broad spread myriad of the female persuasions But the chief of the tribal trial which'd be like ancient Greek's oyster shells unfavoring in a pile plus he never cracked a smile for all the while it was the hymen of his own daughter broken who gave me a parting gift of a shark tooth necklace as an appreciation token but their hand gestures chimed in with the agitation of elevated strange linguistic words spoken But again ours not to be the slated romantic fate Apache/Comanche version of hari kari of young lovers-Tucum and Cari No time to find asylum harbor or wait for assistance from Cook or Cartier n' before they prodded me to the plank it was the channels of rivers in the ocean who whisked me away I'd have to thank though already missin' my sweet skank So like the wave of a blanket we crossed the west African coastal mountains n' the arid wind picked us up foraging sand all the way 'cross the Sahara n' back yet only saw brief outlines of cameltrains who railed on even in water lack with tinged blue headdresses of their staminac riders n' large canvas bags swingin' in rhythm in pendulum motion containin' precious cargo of salt packs Then alas spewed back in the relentless waves of the Atlantic n' we'd just made a fluent but arduous journey as if propelled on Poseidon's nurse's gurney on the flip so now we were a bit frantic but soon we'd be quelled by the strong boned delta woman of the Amazon who had a reputation of being overtly sensual n' pruiently tantric Upon evaporation of our torsos we melded with the precipitation of the rain forest n' veined in with the thick foilage to nurture supple green leaves in photosynthesis to be ultimately inhaled by all living creatures of creation. 1-6-2017 Duncan R.M. Ferguson "Then the channels of waters were seen, and the foundations of the world were discovered at Thy rebuke, O Lord, at the blast of Thy nostrils." Psalm 18:15