if surf this morning is seldom slack
when a garter holds up its string
this chuff is fishing that spoonful glimmers
while bait require quinine indelibly
by the sea
where squalk among clouds patrol crowd
that hasten to crack the sound
newly afoot a dock seemingly hottie taut darken wheel has line aboard and always say peekaboo
by the sea
a man has a boat near the sea that a dock hasten surf