a new abode
anew
a boat of bones
afloat

tempest’s howl
blackened spray
roiling void above

stars and whispers
half-destroyed

mast of spine
twisted tale
ancient curse
dark and pale

shadowed forms
eyes like voids
fingers of thorns

a cryptic gloom
volumes of tomes
domes of secrets
hidden beneath the new floor boards...

tendrils reached

The boat of bones, with solar sails
drifting on the light
on the sky, through endless night
takes past and future wails