Too bad
the work week's
grim reality
spills its thick dark
coffee headlines
on the weekend's
back page.
Why can't we
endlessly continue
in expectation
whimsy
abandon
just one moment longer
one more game level, ma ...?
Because
in Monday's high seas
privateers plunder
waves wash decks clear
of good deeds
freely paid
with just one squeeze
of the hand.
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Captain sinking with his ship
Required rule for gentlemen corsairs
Into deep ocean of uncertainty
Glaucous waters
Has not seen the little bottle
With the model of relief
Close by him
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