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Dave Bonta
the navy captain
brought some shells
to be with him in the desert
he deserves a little ring of life
and how convenient to have
a road to elsewhere leave him here
The palm is
a navy of
the afternoon,
a sign from Holland,
a temple
to a hen.
I commission the navy:
get a dolphin drunk
and marry her
in place of war.
Resolve again to see
home and bed.
A child overtaken by change
endures her sickness
in the garden,
tells me
the navy may land there,
for pen and ink have begun
to do business.