they call me the ocean
skipper prince of tides
the captain of my soul
i face the wind face
pelted with sea mist
forever shoals rise
off of starboard
the lickin’ mist
a cloud a shroud
leaper rural cosmic
puddle jumper
one of the locals
broad jump fantasia
arora bore me alice
in an ice age
coup de grace
with a thousand
huffin’ and a puffin
black above and white
below with a short neck
ducklike body and brightly
colored triangular beak

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