Puritanical Pirates

label me dullard

drunkard

feel cold steel

my withered thrust

drives home another ace.

Tears of lava

burning rosy cheeks

comprehend

the end

of civilization

emigrate to a new place?

Stump-jump logic

teeters on the edge

waits until

the fat lady

sings a woeful anthem

the public applauds.

Pretty parrots squawk

seeds of sedition

sucked in

spat out

sent home in chains

to pound the endless boards.

Begging to leave the planet

graphic design

steeped in brine

preserved

perhaps the new kid

can challenge and win?

Fractured fingernails

type a tuneless tirade

to nobody real

too bad

the light was on

but no-one was in.