Dog having energetically wandered off course
— leash yanked hard to starboard,
— sheet trimmed — the owner’s curse
hurriedly left he yanks the cord —

but the “furry sails are full” — so
the frenetic friendly mermaid of the sidewalk’s seas
trees and rocks clambers up my knees without aid
And I extend the opened palm of “hello.”

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