There is only this marina and then there is the sea.
Nothing else is.
An apt enough analogy
for a myth dissolving town.
Shaded by storefronts half-expecting someone to arrive,
The hood- stripped wind
Gusts up solitary, empty alleyways
With only stroppy clatter boards to continue the conversation.
May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 5:06 AM UTC
There is only this marina and then there is the sea.
Nothing else is.
An apt enough analogy
for a myth dissolving town.
Shaded by storefronts half-expecting someone to arrive,
The hood- stripped wind
Gusts up solitary, empty alleyways
With only stroppy clatter boards to continue the conversation.