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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Monday, May 09, 2005

In the Time of Jolly Rogers

spread like pieces of eight
as if some dictionary dedicated
this description of our fleet
so fly twentysomething insignias
from second grade fantasies
our real master is hot lava
as long as all those bad guys keep
the gang in mask pulling business
pirates of legitimacy
overturn the other values
that consider the fates
into a real night of last watch
& better off than serious
our lives and the seas


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