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Greenhouse glass catches first light
Tomato vines climb wire tight
Salt spray kisses potted sage
Ferry ramp turns blank page
I search the dock for a name
No footprints, no ash, no flame
Just kelp rope and rusted chain
Morning tide washes clean
Basil leaves drink silver mist
Roots hold fast, they don't resist
My lens finds a abandoned crate
Wood warped by the brine's weight
I search the dock for a name
No footprints, no ash, no flame
Just kelp rope and rusted chain
Morning tide washes clean
Peppers red on broken bench
Stems snap with a quiet clench
Shutter snaps the hollow space
No sailor leaves a trace
I search the dock for a name
No footprints, no ash, no flame
Just kelp rope and rusted chain
Morning tide washes clean
Mint escapes its cracked clay pot
Runners stretch where gulls do not
Compost steam rises slow
Only weeds and wind will grow
Negative strip dries in hand
Dock planks glow like bleached sand
No hero walks the gangway now
Just salt and soil and bow
Zinnias bloom in diesel stain
Petals drink the morning rain
Frame advances, motor whirs
History blurs, the dock concurs
I search the dock for a name
No footprints, no ash, no flame
Just kelp rope and rusted chain
Morning tide washes clean
Morning tide washes clean
Shutter clicks, the dock stays quiet
Greenhouse breathes, the tide denies it
