Are you on the better end of this line, my friend?
I see a glint out there in the black
Out on the spine of the great beast
I am the shore-body on the sand
Wistfully drawing my eyes towards the horizon
With a cigarette in my hand
Are you the mariner on that horizon
Wistfully drawing your eyes toward the sand
With a harpoon in your hand?
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Author:
Will Shootman (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 27th, 2017 01:13
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Comments1
So well crafted - a joy to read.
thank you kindly.
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