Pirates it is afterall

A vast amount of sky to breathe in.
Inhale and exhaust
mothers sunday
She cried, left us all and multiplied
against the grain.
A mast on the sail of a ten gallon ship
monkey hands and legs that gripped
caught on timber time
fine and sublime couture
ribbed back strapped lure
torture whipped.
sniff the tobacco of the vapor
when we lull, insecure
dive on the uneven deck
cards dealt, smelt on iron
fired on cannons east side
open windows,shadows gathered
with no conscience
i loved you
gallion sailed
watch tower
hailed to you
pirates failed in my heart
cut out with cutlasses
one eye patch to eradicate
fate?
i guess, are, it is.
Deck me
please me
cease me
no other ocean would i rather swim
and drown
a vast me hearties
sin.