Big brown
back pelicans
sit a top
their
matriarch
perches
casting
their cynical
stares of
judgment
to all
who happen
by.
fat Mexicana
fisherman
skinny
Asian
fisherman
throw their
sights and
lines
beneath
the horizon
line.
dinner or
die.
two teen
lovers
holding hands
as their
walk
under this
splintered
pier,
stars in
their
eyes you
can see
that even
from
way up
here.
totally oblivious
to the half
eaten sand *****
that lie
lifeless
under their
feet.
and the tide
rolls in,
and the tide
rolls out.
and yet
to know
how I
fit and
breathe
amongst
all of this.
escapes me.
like the
punch line
of a bad joke
at a
holiday party
now without
you for
the first
time in
my life.
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 8:33 AM UTC
Big brown
back pelicans
sit a top
their
matriarch
perches
casting
their cynical
stares of
judgment
to all
who happen
by.
fat Mexicana
fisherman
skinny
Asian
fisherman
throw their
sights and
lines
beneath
the horizon
line.
dinner or
die.
two teen
lovers
holding hands
as their
walk
under this
splintered
pier,
stars in
their
eyes you
can see
that even
from
way up
here.
totally oblivious
to the half
eaten sand *****
that lie
lifeless
under their
feet.
and the tide
rolls in,
and the tide
rolls out.
and yet
to know
how I
fit and
breathe
amongst
all of this.
escapes me.
like the
punch line
of a bad joke
at a
holiday party
now without
you for
the first
time in
my life.