Sunday, August 23, 2015

7073. LOOK ASKANCE OLD BUDDY

LOOK ASKANCE OLD BUDDY
Half in the distance, the sea was throwing foam,
and the lady on the pier was yelling 'We have three!'
I thought maybe she meant fish, since men nearby 
were fishing, but she meant me. I was walking the 
sands with my dog, and she thought it a great sight.
She said that's why she yelled 'we have three'. Dogs.
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Barrel-bottomed boats were festooned with seaweed 
and people as the bottom roiled the top and the whole
surface was rolling : the ocean swore to its own concerns.

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