Words 55: A Formal Event

Some neckties are handsome black silk an’ other times they‘re made of hemp.

Mine is yellow an’ golden an’ made of sand. On the horizon, I see the Jolly Roger grinnin’ with bleached teeth and drawn cutlasses.

Soon, the tide’ll drag me to the Locker.

Already, the salt’s burnin’ me tongue and I’m breathin’ water.

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