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Hurricane Season
The quay is quiet
after the day’s riotous
weather. We wonder, stunned,
about such fundamental
concepts as property.
Suddenly how very strange
it is to think that anyone
would claim to own
a piece of Earth. Our
ponderings give way
to hunger, fatigue, and vertigo.
Horizon
is florid like the face
of our friend caressing whiskey.
Birds scream in palm trees.
Tackle on the boats knocks