Can't say i understood it completely. It was like a dream about the sea, ships, docks, cranes, pirates and pirate cruelty. I was very confused along the way and couldn't feel a definite feeling, things merged one into another. At some point the narrator begged to be smashed into things so that he could get closer to them. Perhaps my confusion is actually the intended effect of the poem? I can't really say. In the end i was intrigued enough the want to read some of Pessoa's prose. ( )