a drink a day will never sustain this gaze pulling
eye to corner and centered
on water gated and faded into clouds
and smoking stacks fields between
houses and homes with shell
ships dancing alongside sandbars a perfect
view for the church
spire whose tower threads towards cliffs and distance
of sea
in scope from sky to pathways beyond where passersby pay respects
to
the life living far below their feet tuning up to seek another
sock another
shoe another day in industry structured by weather
and waves
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