Treasure Island

Jack Spicer

(30 January 1925 - 17 August 1965 / Los Angeles, California)

Thing Language

This ocean, humiliating in its disguises
Tougher than anything.
No one listens to poetry. The ocean
Does not mean to be listened to. A drop
Or crash of water. It means
Nothing.
It
Is bread and butter
Pepper and salt. The death

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