To the Revolutionary Cadres of Big Sur, Morro Bay, and Oxnard Shores (or, Sometimes a Great Ocean)

A short drive up the coast

            & the long walk back

(we had to confirm that the break was surfstainable)

but only during voodoo business hours

            Shadows on the water between tides

                        a pale green translucence
"It is advisable to look from the tide pool to the stars
and then back to the tide pool again."
            (John Steinbeck, The Log from the Sea of Cortez)

Each day is a lesson

knocking back cans of Oly & smoking

            Kool 100s w/Tippy-Toe Soul

                        out on the loading dock

to keep your blue eyes black

& your idle hands busy

            tunneling to Shangri-la

w/the seabreeze whispering like a billion dollars

in counterfeit bills

spilling from the canopy palms