dyall stare @ the sea?

Waves crashing on the rocks
Islands in the distance
Gray clouds passing overhead
The sky shows no resistance

I sit upon a wooden bench
Just staring at the sea
Foggy mountains at my back
And eagles flying free

What’s out there in the depths I think
What’s out there in the murk
Another world, another life
Where slimy creatures lurk

What was the path that led me to
This very wild place
The ledge between a paradise
And endless, wat’ry space

Birds cry in the mossy trees
And seaweed fills the nose
The water thrush and thrushes
A chill shoots through my toes

Alaska, Alaska, Alaska
You’re an Eden for the eyes
You’re a savior for the weary soul
You don’t tell any lies

Here I sit upon a bench
Just staring at the sea
The waves are crashing on the rocks
They crash inside of me

Gray clouds passing overhead
Islands in the distance
The waves crash down upon the rocks
We show them no resistance

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have yall ever sat to contemplate the sea?
r u a beach bro or a mountain bro?
r u afraid of the ocean + giant squids?
do you like blogetry that rhymes, or blogetry that doesn't rhyme?
more authentic: ocean or mtns?

have yall ever lived in sitka, alaska?

i am the sitkabro
i am the bro who lives in sitka
livin in a 1916 U.S. Forest Service and Geodetic survey house, painted
all white, on a hill
workin @ a ‘historical museum,’ doin collections data
input in the Past Perfects
writin up some new text labels for sillie tourists to read


i am the sitkabro
kinda lonely
spending my free time runnin through totem park
bikin out the Halibut Point Road and the Sawmill
Creeks
hikin up the mountain trails
lookin at the bald eagles so mighty and free
glancin at the waves for sea lion and whale bros
hopin i dont run into a bear
but kinda hopin i do

i am the sitkabro
sittin at the P Bar
sippin a brew
writin poetry and listenin to some mnstrm jukebox
jams
wearin red pants and long greasy hair
lookin kinda outta place amongst these rough and
authentic fishermen bros
kinda wish i was ‘average’ and ‘normal-looking’
kinda dont

i am the sitkabro
i am just a chill bro
with a lot of internal fear/anxiety/rage
i am just chillin in the Alaska
takin in the 18 hour sunlight
i like to live the chill life
the adventurous life

i am the bro who lives in sitka
i am the sitkabro



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is sitka a chill place to live?
have yall been to the P Bar?
do you like 'mnstrm jukebox jams'?
eagle, bear, sea lion, whale: which animal is the best personification of 'freedom'?
is alaska the most authentic alternative state?