sacrosanct 

              insanity 

plucked from the gyroscope 

                                                   stood in an archway     

  and shown points of reference

                                                                     the map was torn and moldy   

you sold everything that you could find

              still you had to escape 

                   the measurements were off

                                            forty two nights of scraping 

              and an inflatable life vest

                   and you ended forty feet from the river

                                          a car came by 

                             but you chose the train

                                        still it wouldn't matter 

 your great uncle once sunk a ferry in Norway
     to stop heavy water from getting to Germany
he said