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holding fast
a raging sea
with force ten
winds assualting
the harbor
tearing at mooring
lines, halyards
beating a staccato
alarm
bollards black
iron rusting
clutching the old
wharf
lines snapping
breaking loose
smashing the dock
cleats tearing free
from steel plates
flying in the
night
terror holding fast


  

 

 
 
 
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