Sunlight spinning like a quarter on the sidewalk
It’s high noon or a minute after & I’ve
never seriously considered a
swan-dive into a spoonful of Drāno
but you never know…
Fear of failure? Why should we be afraid of failure?
We fail so often here & so gracefully
CLUNK / THUD / SPLAT
A Musical Interlude
East of the Sun (West of the Moon)
as it segues into
(I’d Like to Get You on a) Slow Boat to China
Encore: Expressway to Yr Skull
Roar splash gurgle crash
(a leftover drop of seawater in my ear
soundtrack to Moby-Dick imagining Ahab as a surfer
with a mess of clouds racing by overhead
as in a timelapse tableau punctuated by gulls & the
occasional airplane carrying a cargo of Ishmaels
all waiting in line to use the toilet
That was then / this is later
The nautical star tattooed on my right arm
was supposed to keep me from feeling so lost?
standing at the corner of Beach St & Wipeout Ave
near the latitude of Tacos Locos
under a clear blue sky that just won’t quit