Gulls And Other Birds.

As we left harbour seagulls and their mewling followed us for a few hours, then they slowly disappeared and we were in a world of floating iron with cargo in the ship´s hold for some faraway destination. We didn´t hear the sound of the engine, only when it stopped in the middle of the ocean, we could hear the sea slapping against the hull, an uneasy silence till the engine came back to life. Miles away when we neared the port of our destination we were met by mewling seagulls, when they saw the man or boy, with a dirty apron and a bucket of leftovers, their shrieks intensified... the masses angry demand. At night tarns dressed up as tarts sat in bars and charmed, but we only knew that when they laughed too hard.