Your Daddy
for n.
Your daddy’s booming voice downstairs
now claimed by leukemia
the boat he built sold off
phantasmagoric stones down on the beach
gather their roundness about themselves
like a cloak
the train comes all the way
into Hull now
even the Atlantic Ocean thinks
hey, this might be a shortcut into Boston
bypassing the dirty bay
the slimy fish
the ships digging into my spine
it is for this very reason
I hate personifying the sea
it takes over my voice
which took so long to find
and, now, I have to share it?
let it fend for itself
let it take the long way in
that’s what your daddy
would say
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