hollow_mast raze tied tight to the tallest spar timber from junipers and pines take heart there's a traitor in your midst soft idioms will whisper you some guidance some are wretched some are trying to appease you some are lying could you seal it in? could you satisfy the child in the cupboard where the finest china's hiding? the ocean rocks you gentle but the river's lost its way set your course for stillness for the mizzen-mast is fragile wild eyes will always leave you wanting 150530 what's it to you? who go blather from