gray cold just above zero
snowflakes fall listless
you're looking for a shortcut
of a couple thousand miles
to a square grouper
but then the barracuda speaks
and it's best to leave the
perimeter
every predator has a price
you're in no hurry to pay
wait for the ocean to go flat
follow the manta ray shadows
as they grow toward sunset
you never expected to hear
a jimmy buffett song
but you will
about an abraham lincoln brigadista
--- e b bortz
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