Last Poem of a Pirate
by Amathir
I closed my eyes and saw
The sky in the back of my ‘lids;
I breathed in the salty veil,
And the spray upon my cheek,
A welcome wetness, a kiss
From my mistress, and one
True love.
I have no feet for land these days;
The constant cutting of the waves,
The sturdy bough, and the whipping
Of an angry sail in the hazy tumult
Of the open sea, fill my senses
To the very brim of conscious holding.
Bound, alone, cold, I stand before
A gawking rabble, noosed
For their delight. All the whores
And drunkards of the taverns,
And the merchants and the soldiers;
I’d never slit their throats, till now.
All the bounty, buried beneath
My pants and the sands
Of a foreign island, now lost;
And I am condemned,
As they are, to lose my life
And take it all to my grave.
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