Part 2. shipwrecksandbound

​Part 2. 
shipwrecksandbound

it snows once 
onhigh and 
waters the year

the tourist
blowhole 
wholesailinghere

over mydead 
the doubloons 
the disaster 

they a door 
tofish I pray 
to eat forayer 

tableau at which 
to sit to gorge
a witch 

prayed for our 
founder 
ing amyth 

a shipwreck the 
namesake as
a plague 

outoftowner 
I can’t hunt 
is a plague 

my beach is a 
plague the 
waves genteel 

gently ruin
my rest 
sightseer 

these visitors 
float over 
the rot the os 

ossifying holds 
of vessels 
they coff

as they chew on 
wreckage they 
unpoison 

myfish onlyfor 
their 
addiction

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