heavy water-algae algee algy
wraps bowed around an anchor low,
tender grip tightening the sea
bottom-S.S. Nevermind as i’ve forgotten
as soon as i thought it-your birthday last
spring, did that still happen? happy, happy,
happy-feel good, no feel better,
said a sailor once as i threw my lunch
portside-but your birthday, how about it?
twenty-one? two? sometimes it takes me
three tries to guess the name of the brothers
that first took flight,
Williams, no,
Wendell, no,
Wright.
