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Sunshine glints through

sea spittle weed floats

like dead girl’s hair

between two buoys

coastguard stutters into life.

 

Oil tanker and ferry wait

for no man, sea undulates

its curves like the patterns

in my brain I want to call you up

ask you how you’ve been

 

but death leaves no voicemail

only disconnection & the line

whines an end..

 

Sunshine over sea spittle

weed like strands of dead girl’s hair

through the two buoys yachts

jitter for a slice of wind

& the seagulls hover fight for litter

 

raucous voices tint an offshore wind.