Sitting 'round a table, Bird Men looking at a head.
All of them are hungry but want something else instead.
"That's fine if y'all don't eat, in fact I think it would be best,"
Said the bird in back, "I'll take it home and eat it in my nest."
I'm a friend to all ghosts, and who wouldn't be?
Stranded on an island with no fences and free.
When mana falls from the tree, we gather around to eat-
Feeling lucky for the company and moments like these.
Drawn with my Sailor 1911s fountain pen (EF nib) on Rhodia dot grid. I love Japan's big 3: Sailor, Platinum, and Pilot. Pilot is my favorite (for the higher ink capacity and slightly soft gold nibs.)
This Sailor is one of my favorites, though, because I like the color and smallish size combined with the firm nib which gives a lot of control when drawing. I'll be coloring this in new software: Clip Studio Paint Pro.
Inked with my brown metal Falcon SEF. The brown Falcon is an unusual coppery color and is made of lead. It weighs over 1000 pounds, making it somewhat unwieldy. It holds 1ml of precious black ink and souls.
Bird Man walking in the red sky,
He's not sure if he's dead or if he just wants to die,
And he's drinking so much wine he can feel it in his chest...
Sick of being nothing but a Helper at the Nest.
Small hands? Yes, but says he's "big where it matters,"
(By drinking so much wine he's expanded his bladder.)
Some come for the drink and others come for the chatter,
You're welcome if you're thin but even more if you're fatter.
His name is Long Neck Beck and if you're sober you'll cry,
But if you're wrecked enough he seems a heck of a guy.
He never crosses the line until you come on his show,
There's no television camera or broadcast, though.
Just a weird room at the back of his house, you know?
But for lots of alcoholics it's THE place to go.
'Cause each contestant on the show each gets their own segment,
They get drunk and have a great time 'til they wake up pregnant.