it’s like
a pirate is
forcing me
to walk one
of two planks:
at the bottom
of the first a
shark waits with
gleaming teeth
the taste of blood
already in its mouth
while a leap off
the other would
entail filling the
entrails of a giant
fucking squid.
(perched upon
such a precarious
position, i pray the
pirate will suddenly die
leaving me free
to sail away.)
the sieve and the sand 
a hungry shark or giant squid are a quick death, not a lifetime of having our hopes and souls once again slowly shredded
the pirate dies and you escape, only to wander aimlessly until you die slowly of starvation, dysentery, and exposure
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touche.
wouch touche indeed
didn’t realize this whole other world of comment existed Tucker…….shall be more in tune to it.
how’s school going for you and Asa????
the funny thing is, there is a myth of two planks. the creature is a shark with a squid for a butt.