sometimes it seems like the clouds are darker than they really are, and sometimes i wish the sea would swallow my old fallow soul and cast it down to davy jones' locker, just like it did to my wife and son. but the sea is my bitch lover, and she will never die. 'tis no difference to tell 'twixt me tears and the sea, for they are the same. so many of me tears flow into the sea, yet the sea ne'er is full. not even the blood of me family could quench her briney thirst, next to this the solemn wells of an old sailors eyes are but like a wee cup of sorbet to clense the palate for her next course of death.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
death, and the olsen twins
My Blog
captain's blog - no accordions yet
day 21
since my whole family was lost at sea, ive taken my first mate's advice and started looking for a new one on the my space. i like accordion music but i havent been able to find any on the spa... Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 15:33:00 GMT
