Pirate King

The Grand Line, how far can you go, how far can you follow it, along it, are many hymens, cherries that need popping, in and out, your mom, and there are the boundaries, what you can’t touch, for the world to function, what allows magic, to flow through each of us, throughout it all, we go up and down the hill, it's March, it’s going to roll down the hill either way, let selfishness and desire take hold, the game begins, we eat too much, and the ocean may claim us, yet architecture still echoes, we are bound in chains, unfortunately, we are but men, some hope, some dream, a dragon and a faerie, battling and sweating, fighting for their lives, and their love.

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Crown of Thorns

It’s March, we must still move, entangle, our karma, the game, echoes, beginning, the end, waiting, wisdom, spirits, what are they, like three years old.