I search the shores of San Diego
Couples embracing
Rocks bracing against the wind
Lonely hearts embracing the
massiveness that is the Pacific, Atlantic,
whichever
I watch as surfers awaiting the next gift
that the ocean will bring
I watch the waves,
they fall into themselves like a man losing everything
And slap against each other like a man slapping his own knee
hearing something too comedic to leave be
I watch the birds as the encircle but a measly patch of land
covered in sand
and others encircle but a small, infinitesimal speck of ocean
I watch the pier stand firm in face of waves that threaten
the stability of the entirety
and people, like ants,
walk up and down the way
The infinity of the ocean is something that I take no part of.
Like a child that doth not wish to take part of a game in the schoolyard
I traipse along the sand
looking towards infinity.