the breeze tastes of salt
relics are its rusted pumps
the mariner’s fill
the breeze tastes of salt
relics are its rusted pumps
the mariner’s fill
an old photograph
of mama as beauty queen
good genes, pretty eyes
weathered barn stands tall
coca-cola sign, a charm
modern days of past
awakened by sound
from worm grunting festival
life as fishing bait