The Birds Of Eclipse

The sun went away for

Many a day and no one did say

We are fucked!

No, instead they saw edges

And the depth of those dredges

Make shipment of soundings so deep.

It’s marks on the handheld

In waters so slightly swelled that

Marks and slow sailing meant

You’re in a creep.

Of course, you’re so slowly and

Armament lowly

It’s an op that pirates find a treat.

Barry Williams

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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