sometimes one word attaches
the paper begs for an addition
Seattle reading Moby Dick sipping coffee
rhythm of raindrops into Puget Sound
I should jump on a boat journey across the seas
instead I'll knock off your hat
as someone had in New Bedford
halfway across the century
the day of my dad's birth 1944
year's later my inheritance
grows in affinity for the port cities
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