...near the port of Portland that really is on the ocean... which is connected to the Williamsburg bridge. This looks like a scene from Venice. If Venice were located in a vast, flourescently-lit country called "K-Mart." The Jesus and Mary Chain on loudspeakers somewhere, everything lit like a little league field. All the strangers milling by were wearing those shirt-dress things that are from India that I forget the name of. The boat sways and I periodically think of a description of a blonde woman's hips in the novel I was reading last night.
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There was a big boat.
A photo show around the world.
The boat is made of that peely soft wood that is like dehydrated moss.
In the neighborhood of
we were eating waxy chocolates
cheap like the plastic box they came in
but smooth on our tongues flat snapping cold
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