A Pirate’s Bounty

All the bodies milling 'round

tethered to their hallowed phones

are like sailors beyond light who've died

Cleaved and punctured by lake stones...

...Can you see them on the bottom, crying,

clam shell eyes, and coral nape?...

They were waiting there on billows rising...

...Stifled, sidelined frames that sank...

Now swinging though both hands are tied...

They will bait you to your tomb...

All one's got to do is dial them up,

And you are to the nth consumed...

...Can you see them on the bottom, crying,

clam shell eyes, and coral nape?...

They were waiting there on billows rising...

...Stifled, sidelined frames that sank...

That big line outside has got some pulse...

You'd be curdled to resist it's pull...

...Here's the monkey that scrawls every name...

He is drawing blood to pay his toll...

...Can you see them on the bottom, crying,

clam shell eyes, and coral nape?...

They were waiting there on billows rising...

...Stifled, sidelined frames that sank...

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10/2/21

Bunny Villaire