Pink turquoise seafood/
with bright orange and red clouds:/
my phone-less sunset.
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When a baby hurls/
in a seafood restaurant, you/
pretend it’s chowder.
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In a city known/
for great beef steaks, why would I/
go out for seafood?
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I’m eating, ah, ah,/
leftover seafood spiced Pho./
I hope I don’t die.
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Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet