Left
about in shipyards, behind warehouses, like parcels after Christmas Day
unwrapping: industrial-scale leftovers. All that’s ever on blue horizons now:
container vessels. Are the heavy rectangles in May weedfields abandoned? Or
will they go back to the names they own to: Hamburg, Shanghai … Boys are busting to cut security wire and go
explore, get lost in those rows of rooms. Drop down inside one and do, what?
Make music, play chess, text friends, invent sports, enjoy silence. No one knows
you’re there, too busy in suburban boxes elsewhere, playing with new toys
shipped direct from Hamburg, Shanghai …
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