Adventures Of Two Captains, Fall Of A, Part 7

The monster of Ashland was the source of darkness
But nothing can stay against Captain Cur’s blade’s sharpness

The mixture of blood just ran through the air,
I imagined for once my own bier

Death was close to us
I remember my house in the mars

But there was no time to waste,
Ant it was the time that I felt that painful lambaste

I wrapped in darkness….

Written by Ellias Anderson, Captain A
in corroboration with:

by Captain Cur

Comments (1)

Laurie, you express things here I’ve seen before in your poems. But this one stands apart for me in the way it flows and for its lack of rancor. It’s a little song of a piece and for which I can’t find a better descriptor than perfect. -Glen