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This a poem for streets filled with rain
nights of pain
then laughter
as fear gave way to grief
solitude then sadness

thoughts of gutting fish on sandy beaches
on boats
lined with seagulls
sandy shores
then you

with your hat at half mast
soaked in sunscreen
letting it all fly away
for tomorrow
with its hope of more
of something new


gutting me now
with platitudes of emptiness
void of compassion
you sit silent
against’ a raindrop lined window
with her wet window sill
eating at my room

as the tide flows slowly out
taking you
your boat
and one smeared sinewy hat
out to sea
away from me