the drumming of wash-state ferries
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		the cars and folks ferries of washington state
		green and white -- run the san juans and beyond runs
		sidney on vancouver island to friday harbor from
		anacortes from seattle to victoria from bellingham

		stand at the prow of a wash-state ferry on the main deck
		at the inch-thick rope by the sausaged cars

		listen in on the water drumming
		in the music of the chain and motor
		lapping -- has the rolling of a steel drum
		oil drum drumming
		indian drumming
		kodo drumming
		rock and roll drumming
		and the garbage men's clanging on a snorting
		garbage truck

		in time my hands wiggle and move
		i sway on the balls of my feet
		pat and tap my wrangler jeans
		nod my bolding wind-combed head

		da-di-dum di-dum-da da-di-dum-dum

		drummings scatter on
		panning over the musics
		folding, folded in a pasta dough

		here goes live phil collins
		chops the spliced rick marotta
		a smudge of blue cool from mister max roach!
		ante-vomit kicking of john bonham

		in the blister of a late star needle
		popping pop pop pop on a calm sea ripple
		standing wave of dancy sound: the engine's on

		on the midday strait of georgia...


			Marek Lugowski
			25 September 1997
			Chicago, Illinois

			[rewrite 27 September]