Bail Out

Dropping into the snake-run
on a 4-foot skateboard just
as the sun jumps the treeline

(what kinda thing is that for a grown man?

just a couple of blocks from where
the mist hangs on the
beach all ghostlike & waves curl
in below carrying deep sea messages

in case you wanted to know

Fate sometimes cuts you a little slack
so you can make it back in two or
three pieces that still work

stepping out across the
sand towards god knows what