#1
a soft red spot on my skin
itches,

more so when I scratch----


there I am, apart,
below an anvil,

the only way to avoid the crush
is to pull myself together------


distracted studying,
your face to the touch,

bird-squawk from a distance
rings shrill,

there the clouds swimming south
and east in easy blow,

the colour ever dulling----


red, bloody, crumbling skin;
my hands tied behind my back,

and my chest tightening.
#4
...pirates?
On vacation from modding = don't pm me with your pish
#5
Jamie, this is definitely the best pirate song I've read on here. Props for that. Will the music be country, or more electro-ish?


(black dot)
#6
i thought this was absolutely beautiful i loved it ever so much. my favourite part was the absolute disregard for the albatross, of course a sacred bird of the sea shot down by the ancient mariner in terms of s.t. coleridge but allowed no time of day here in a piece which captivated me to my very fragility.