Cloudy Afternoon

Dishwasher lulling with its low

harummm rum rum

 

Slight chill through

through the space in the open sliding glass door

 

blankets cover two

a cozy “L” on the couch

Read aloud

Poems by Jack to Miss Stretchberry

bring thoughts of the dog,

My Buddy

back

in the house

I left two years ago

 

Gazing out across the city from this third story apartment

at this seaside town

I love so much

I see a WALL

move through the harbor

down the channel

toward Angel’s Gate and the open sea

stacked deep and wide

with containers bound for China

 

Brinnnn brinnn brinnn

in the distance a helicopter circles the coast

Dishwasher drains

Whoosh, Glurp, Whoosh.

 

Eyes close

Quiet breathing

Rest

 

 

 

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