
Broadside hit with pellets
But it takes more than imagination to sink a ship
Thick-hulled, skull
Fronted affair that would be recognized as menace
If pirates talked about their nightmares
Thousand knot stares met by blinking eyes, indifferent stars
On the horizon. Terrible beauty; Kabuki, masked performers
Keeping everything to themselves. Selfish – many in the sea
Pick bones clean on the final float,
Scavengers with means, shallow Go-Fund-Me’s
Current currency infinite flow.
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