Memories sweet ~
Salty dreams ~
Aqua-quixotic mind.
The last frontier ~
Summertime.

Girls Gone Crazy.
'In Surf I Trust.'
Bermudas.
Ray-Bans.
Beach or bust.

Abalone divers.
Seaside gusts.
Creamy skies ~
Blood-orange dusk.

Ocean perch.
Cliffside diving.
Crab claw, snap!
Child crying.

Nets ascending.
Fish school scatter.
Skipjacks dance.
Whale spray splatters.

Back bay blues ~
Cool to settle...
Boats return to quall.
Couples trek ~
Beyond the dunes.
Where love ~
Is known to fall.

Lights to glow ~
Dim to shining.
Rides and music ~
Boardwalk rising.
Dipped and Battered.
Fresh fish fryin'.

Flashing neon ~
Midway prattle.
"Step right up!"
Razzle-dazzle.
Ring a bottle.
Toss a dime.
"Winner, winner"
Every time!

At once and sudden.
Of my glimpse.
Soft-serve skin.
Perky sized.
Corduroy curls.
Topaz eyes.

Monokini ~
Thread bare brief.
Sheer to cover ~
Her coral reef.

Of my ask ~
To my surprise.
867-5309
Gently scribed.

Forelock flipped ~
Savory smile ~
Lips goodbye.
A kiss implied.

Boardwalk bevy  ~
Slow to nape.
Forth to wander ~
Eveningscape.
Foggy mist.
Lunar tide.
Surf and sand ~
All collide

Off the beaten ~
Of my stride.
Drunks and loafers '
On each side.

Sundowners.
Late night Croaker's.
Spent syringes.
Midnight tokers.

Spiny docks  ~
Cast slanted shadows.
Tiny shanty ~
On the shallows. 

Mild fire,
Silhouette.
Tiny dancers ~
Cheap wine fest ~
Marijuana pow-wow ~
Wasted luau ~

I've gots to go.

Back to camp.
Do-si-do.
Surfside fox-hole.
Jacques Cousteau

Sandy hollow ~
Tide in tow.
Pop tent clears ~
It's ebb and flow.

Underneath ~
A starshine drape ~
Edge of sleep.
Wide awake.
Unseen struggle.
No escape..

Dark abyss ~
Midnight still.
Blue Whale calf ~
Bloodlet trill.

Orcas make the ****



Eerie silence ~
Beyond the reef.
Mist and mizzle.
Much to sleep.
Roaring waves ~
Crash the beach.

Stretched a long ~
Sand and daft.
Dawn slowly cracks ~  
At the aft.

Pastel egg ~
In the sky.
Sunny side up ~
The morning rise.

Inspired sight ~
Dawn shine lends.
California coast ~
Never ends.

Sandy ribbons ~
Beach belt bends ~
Emerald coast ~
Santa Ana winds. ~

Wind swept sparkles ~
Main sails sway.
Catamarans ~
Balboa Bay.

Health nuts  ~
Spandex ~
Own the morn.
Cyclists. Runners.
Life reborn.

Bleach blond beatniks ~
Chap-Stick chicks.
Surfers paddle ~
Waves to pick.

Jack not nimble ~
Jack not quick.
Jack wipes-out!
Lickety-Split.

Quilt-patch slum ~
Checkered lots do fill.
A teenage infested ~
Squattersville.

Hawaiian Tropics
Silver Oxide
Pubescent hormones ~.
Flourish topside

Bohemian families ~
Converge on beach.
Along the Rocky jetty.
Mothers chase ~
Big straw hats ~
Rolling off the windy.


Lunchtime snack ~
Seagulls gather.
Gap-toothed kid.
Defends his platter.
Relentless gull wing ~
Pitter patter.


His dukes held up.
He stands to fight.
As the bird gawks aloud ~
He flees in startled flight.

Noontide high ~
Chaise lounge cozy ~
Calls my name.
On the dozy.

Sleeping. Headache.
Spittle drooling.
Sunburned.
I wake to wonder ~
Was I dreaming?

My summer daze!

Saw a paper ~
Tossed of mine.
As unfolded read:
867-5309

My summer days!

Yeah my soul is hip hop I keep rapping til the creek stops
That means my heart drops from the all the water making spots
Yo it dont stop until my name reach top invest in private stocks
Whatcha got give up ya clothes ya shoes and ya jewels crews
Cant match up still got the purple stuff up in my cup gold cuffs
Worn on the suit brains I boot check the Lexus coupe my girl scoups
Me up in black and European do you see what we be seeing
Probably not that's why I showing em how the guns bleeding
Out smoke dont provoke the higher notes make famous quote
Dead man walking but ain't no talking king like Mr Walken
Not of New York I just rap the real for the sports seen forts
Knocked down welcome to htown where we pounding clowns
Imprint the crowns on ya forehead before ye dead now repeat
What I said daily bread got ya murders all over the newspread
Yeah we dont do beefs we do drive bys instead miss the feds
It's a mafia hit oh **** hide the kids ya wife and the money pit
I'm feeling like dmx amped up for *** cake a ***** from a rolex
No plex I'm cool as the next fan chilling counting rubberbands
Knots of money ain't nothing funny only to a sucka who play dummy
Drug runners and stunners flossin" in the up armored hummers
Axe out my critics like thunder it's a killer instinct so dont blink
See ya body stink soul begins to think am I still here or dead
**** what ya conscious said I'm here to replay the bloodshed
God of war flash more hammers than Thor shy from the mediocre
Invoker serious as the joker flick the bic for the cigar smokers
Hate a chick who cant **** **** nothing but ****** chokers tokers
Off the lost game pimps back once again 8th of the seven sins
That means I'm untouchable crushable only from the mental
I'll embrace u like bullets inside of a gun quick to let off
Set it off now you covered in dirt with ya head off I'm dead off
Playing this ***** game ya know the name big Tut staying the same
Never goofy spit off the coofy none could ***** me Goldie
With the locs of a glock tic toc see how I make the heats rock
Now ya mourning 33 ways in a dayz like Patrick I swayz
Just another day like Nate Dogg true hog yall sitting like logs
Still jog laps around the average  alley cat breaks ***** with no bats
See where my hearts at its ruthless making your blood splat
**** all the chit chat yeah we all that kung fu grills like Mr Pat

A child was born.
And another...
And another...
And 7.5 billion more...

Some of them grew up
Some of them are going to school
Some are working
Some are bums or thugs on the side of the street

Beggars, roddlers, teens, schoolchildren, office workers, tokers, addicts, gamblers, prostitutes...

All these people...
Who in the world wants to know what's wrong with me?


No one.

Atheist, Atheist, Atheist now what does that mean?

you see that's someone who doesn't believe in god

you can say I'm caught up in the middle

See, is there a god, or is there not

I've never see this so call god

You say he's here, so where is he

he doesn't show his face to me?

you can say this is a poem

but I say this is a story

so, let's cut to the chase, shall we?

See I believe there is someone but then again, I don't

There is people all around us slitting their throat's

I have died 3 times let's not mention the rest

All those years sitting in those hospital beds

Treatment after treatment everyday

See god wouldn't treat me that way

I've seen to many people died from shootings

Why would he want that, now will he?

Sometimes I think if he's playing tricks on us

Like one day they will all wake up

Bottle after bottle drowning in my sorrows

Thinking to myself is there going to be a tomorrow?

You say this so-called god broke out of a tomb

With rocks and rocks piled up high trapped in like a womb

See that's hard to believe when your someone like me

you think and think and think how the world became one, this stuff here couldn't just evolve like the sun

People say this tattoo on my arm is the devil

What if it was, is that against the bible?

Does it really matter

If it was against the Bible?

Now my work here is done

Im gonna go get more work done

If I go to hell thats okay

Because I'll be there with all the gays

Let's not forget the *** smokers

Just because they are tokers

I'm done here

So let me grab a beer

Oh wait and kick you in the rear