Sunday, January 10, 2016

7664. INTENTIONAL MUSTAFA KEMAL

INTENTIONAL MUSTAFA KEMAL
Standing in the doorway over a portal by the
sea. That's me, holding the pirate dagger. I
am the only one you can see, though I have
my cohorts all around me in hiding. The
Cannonball Prancers, they're called. Daggers 
and knives, and all sorts of other things. We
do have it made  -  pillage and robbery, and 
raping too. We come to a town, we know 
what to do: tie-up to port at some shaggy
dock, unboard ourselves in a silence in 
the dark. The watchman's dead before 
he knows it; then all the rest is ours.
Yes, I said, all the rest is ours.

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