roachboy

dock area, directly below the letter r in Harbor

Along the edges of the dry dock long spindly metal ladders sway in the slight breeze. To the right, an aerial fishing boat hangs in a huge metal cube frame. The assemblage of antennae, white. The blue of the hull against the electric blue of the sky.

To the side boat propellers are arranged in a long thin rack. Maybe 20. Counting. 1 2... 18 flowers.

F moves toward the dock. He casts no shadow.

The tide is low, the garden of pylons dark brown. The streaks of green run vertically; shiny, viscous. The environment of tiny squeaks and groans from the ladders' swaying.

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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear

it make you sick.

-kamau brathwaite