Thursday, Aug. 05, 2004 - 3:48 p.m.
Pirates.

Always facing out to sea the little anxieties like chapped skin on lips endlessly worried and torn by your teeth. In perpetual thought of places where these lips have been and the salt you were given to soothe the wound.

Your tide may yet come in, ebbing at your turning-blue feet. Large warm hands rubbed smooth by the sand caress your heart before taking it as a souvenir.

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