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Foot

In the boat near her foot, a young man
in pyjamas with a voice
like Edgar Allen Poe

a man who looked like an overcoat
with a pale face, waterproof pyjamas
and a wide hat

                               the smell of garlic
from the boat near her foot cooked in butter
the foot with the toe and the scars
orange and white like a Penguin Classic

Less blemishes than art, less art...
like preparing a meal –
breaded mushrooms and garlic

You can't not do anything about this
she decided but did nothing anyway
and waited for the inevitable
                                                                the storm
over Nantucket, Martha's Vineyard,
climbing the rigging...

See – she knew all the words
they were in her blood, swimming around