Boardwalk

Fairhaven looms in the distance as the rain holds off just long enough for an early afternoon walk on the Taylor Street Dock.  A few people were trying their hand at crabbing, though the crabs seemed to know better and were avoiding the pots. 

The Old Warehouse

It is flanked on one side by a blackberry-laden trail

and on the other by a boardwalk busy with people.

Mothers chat, pushing tandem strollers

joggers sweat past it and bicycle bells ring.

No one looks at the loveliness of one decaying warehouse

except for us.

Because we're like that, aren't we?