i don’t know the wood smell of the shore

i don’t know
which is which and what is what
i can’t tell
which wood this is and what smells these are
i don’t know
how i can capture
this damp wood stenk
that reminds me of shore houses and sure

how can i inform
the record store owner
i prefer the aroma
i don’t know
if this is the exact smell locked in my memory
maybe it’s the tripsoaked underboards of a prelife sail that brought me here

my times at beaches
were stuntedly beautiful
i’ve made memories there
i’ve felt more and more and more
than i do anywhere else

please record store owner
please tell me this smell

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