​Part 3.
shipwrecksandscope

I.
they cope
somehow
I imagine

them
coping
somewhere
across

the sea
with string
and a book

II.
howdo
the irish
cope
howdo
the swiss
cope

howdo
how do
howdo

III.
hey I call
from the
beach
hey I call
to your
beach
hey
heyhey
hey

IIII.
a galaxy
of sand

is a
stupid

way to
think

IIIII.
these tourists and their
fishsticks
these tourists and their
fishsticks
these turrets and their
gunsticks
these tourists and their
gunsticks

IIIIII.
it’s like
they have
robbed my
daughter
of of of

these
travelers
these
passers by

have taken
what’s hers
her food

that was
furnished
her so

I have
cursed
their
return
home

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​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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Part 1.

shipwrecktravelbrochure

the shipbell
crows:
feast you on
feastyourson
who are you
to call me
content
who are you
to call
me please
mal
con

tent upon
white
sansandy
alit sanity items:
jewelry washed up
on shore no
bodies no wrist no neck
a bracelet hernecklace

ship wreckless
abundantdetritus craft
left behind only tosmoke
left behind smoke
althoughalthough
you were born wise
wiseand youryour
foolishness was
learned

leashed earned
lashed on to amast for
seven for sevenfor
seven to ten lean days
cooked by the stars

by the sea theshell the shores
the water past the nose
under the eyes the eyes
protected in the water
that’s inspire into ated

I have arranged tomeet toolate rid
of in the depths too late to drown
intotocall out the names
in rhymes the clanging hours
of the unfeted
thedrowned the drowned
thedrownedthedrowned

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53.
primerealestate

whitemarbel
foyer suitor
house tosale
whitemarble
allhail
white mabel
dwelled here
queened here

hadguns
hadatalent
for influence

earnest money only
honestly honey said
from her study

under high ceilings
for pondering a
wretch’s fate
the dismay
proportionate
to the rate the
rate the
rate of delay

what wasrendered
across studded
counter
offers tips tops
her sons name
the brute
at her side
the boot
converted
forceably

roomto grow
the business the
business of people
the steeple across

the face the road the
bridge of the nose
a casual nod from
white mabel and

this could be
yours apply
pressure
appliances
inclusive privilege
talk it

talk
it
over

white mabel
lived here and she
took good care
to keep her head

above the shit
above the endless
pleasure the pathetic

leisurely pursuits
I have papers
I have papers
I have papers
that you’ll sign

if you want
interest low
in the ground
where what white
mabel planted
seethes in the ground
while mayflies
buzzaround the
carmineplasteredhalls
vermillioncoloredwalls

can still hearwails
wails herboys wail
whilst the pale the pall

pallbearers
begged for
the joy of
bearingwhitemabel
to a new home
so this one
can be
yours
andyours
alone

#weeklypoemandpicplus53.
primerealestate

whitemarbel
foyer suitor
house tosale
whitemarble
allhail
white mabel
dwelled here
queened here

hadguns
hadatalent
for influence

earnest money only
honestly honey said
from her study

under high ceilings
for pondering a
wretch’s fate
the dismay
proportionate
to the rate the
rate the
rate of delay

what wasrendered
across studded
counter
offers tips tops
her sons name
the brute
at her side
the boot
converted
forceably

roomto grow
the business the
business of people
the steeple across

the face the road the
bridge of the nose
a casual nod from
white mabel and

this could be
yours apply
pressure
appliances
inclusive privilege
talk it

talk
it
over

white mabel
lived here and she
took good care
to keep her head

above the shit
above the endless
pleasure the pathetic

leisurely pursuits
I have papers
I have papers
I have papers
that you’ll sign

if you want
interest low
in the ground
where what white
mabel planted
seethes in the ground
while mayflies
buzzaround the
carmineplasteredhalls
vermillioncoloredwalls

can still hearwails
wails herboys wail
whilst the pale the pall

pallbearers
begged for
the joy of
bearingwhitemabel
to a new home
so this one
can be
yours
andyours
alone

#weeklypoemandpicplus