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  • Michael Weinberg,
    man I've never met,
    but I have evidence,
    words that lead
    straight to him:

    You posted to Cowbird
    in August
    a gem about your genie dad:

    a three wishes kind of guy
    help me;
    love me;
    free me.

    A lifetime distilled in three lines.
    Gotts Island contraband.
    Intoxicating.

    Next you spoke
    about Ben
    1958 wasn't it?

    Funny 'bout lineage...
    How sons fall
    onto their roots.

    Your next story
    celebrated Janet
    the 55 years & four children.

    Then your thoughts to the scattering,
    Jews along the coast of Maine,
    lighthouse keepers & basket weavers
    polio summers by the sea.

    Kathy was saying this morning
    you might be in Belfast or Portland.
    What are you doing there?

    Little Gotts calling-out Michael,
    breeze blowing out-of-the-south-west
    catch a good wind home.
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