On the Piers
seagulls looked for garbled shreds,
scouring up after stray throngs
signs creak to swing of ocean
conducting to the depressed pranksters.
Written: March 6, 2022
Lind30nr Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Lind30 form: 7-7-7-9
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