a swift beach

Look at all these books piled on the small blue sidewalk fetched table. Read them all at once? Piles so heavy the planet tilts.

Cosmic pinball machine. Hometown Zen arcade. Swans bobbing on the flowing river. So many childhood transgressions. Oh! They sparkle with life.

Dizzy selflessness, right there, amidst these flowers. There’s no helping this sputtering practice. No cure, this vast aloneness.

Finally. A little quiet at last, even here. Such a spot-lit place – electric blog. Orange freeze from the dairy queen. Always somebody’s birthday.