…she’ll come back and marry me
a new Robyn yarn:
The Ghost Ship
Like masonry in the abyss
That opens every time we kiss
I hear their laughter echo round the bay
And the ghost ship sails on into someone’s life
oh yes, the cook, the mate, the captain, too…they’re all in there…little laughing head beads all throughout a bulky single, soft and gray, peppered with torn ‘sail cloth’ (muslin fabric) and tufts of copper sparkle.
i haven’t weighed it yet, but it’s hefty…well over 100 bulky yards. will post over the weekend. along with a bunch of other stuff i haven’t had time to update. forgive me, i have a toddler. who wakes up at 2AM and says, ‘i want to go downstairs.’ ugh.