Skull and crossbones leer at me
from Pamela’s scarf once again the just so thing
for I shall be a pirate come Sunday.
She had a penchant for ghosts, zombies,
and all that makes the heart race.
But I prefer a bittersweet story, one with lovely odd characters,
affairs of the heart, a dog, perhaps a bear, ships at sea and
lighthouses that reliably bring All in to shore.