The LST lay offshore rocking gently
from starboard to port
perhaps an abandoned merchant ship
that carried cargo and contraband
from Shanghai to Yokohama
perhaps that rumbling sound one heard
was thunder in the distance
coal black sand glittering
in hazy sunlight
rocky road leading up
into desolate hills
dark shrubs
twisted trees
writhing uphill
a barking dog
greets us
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