shame

Such a heavy little character
The captain of a breaking pirate ship
Wandering our hearts shore line for anything worth taking
It smokes a pipe filled with hazy memories and has greasy hair, heavy with fear and disgust
Its wooden leg the crutch of others’ judgment
It takes a seat.. unswayed by the steady less sea of pain
It invites me into the cabin
I have seen this cabin far too many times
I have observed its tacky tapestry and layn In its hard bed
Awaiting the captain
Preparing for him to enter me
Sometimes gently, he seems to creep in and sometimes with such brutal force
That I know he is stronger than these waters and consider jumping off-board
But this time I am wiser and turn down his advances.
I invite him rather, to a game of chess on deck
And this one time I am freed
The captain shame knows no witt or logic
I have outsmarted him, he knows only greed.