Rincon, California
Life is precarious
at the best
of times
This thought
comes
to me
as I picnic
at the edge
of the sea
These people
who live
here
do they never
contemplate
the volume of
salt water
which they are
expecting
to stay
in one place?
High tide-
Low tide-
a matter of feet-
Vast Pacific Ocean...
really big!
really, really big.
Those along the
Rincon
Who surf and
play
(and picnic)
We realize
we are rolling
the planetary
dice
True anywhere-
but so very
much so
-here
all that ocean
has to do
is burp
And I
and
my favorite
pick up truck
are washed
into the
sea
Washed into
oblivion-
and multi-million
dollar houses
along with us
That would be
a truly
Democratic
moment.
The Rich People
and me,
going for
a little swim
together
in a raging
sea.
Life is precarious
at the best
of times
This thought
comes
to me
as I picnic
at the edge
of the sea
These people
who live
here
do they never
contemplate
the volume of
salt water
which they are
expecting
to stay
in one place?
High tide-
Low tide-
a matter of feet-
Vast Pacific Ocean...
really big!
really, really big.
Those along the
Rincon
Who surf and
play
(and picnic)
We realize
we are rolling
the planetary
dice
True anywhere-
but so very
much so
-here
all that ocean
has to do
is burp
And I
and
my favorite
pick up truck
are washed
into the
sea
Washed into
oblivion-
and multi-million
dollar houses
along with us
That would be
a truly
Democratic
moment.
The Rich People
and me,
going for
a little swim
together
in a raging
sea.
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