Drove overnight from the mountains to the ocean.
And for years and years I’ve gone through the motions.
A lifetime ago it was thrilling but now I’m stuck, been here a week, slept six hours, and I’m up.
Palm trees don’t really grow here, but maybe that’s the other coast?
and all this stink and greed pairs well with the continental toast.
I came to the beach for a week, all alone, surrounded by thirsty men & women, all alone, covered in salt life trash from land locked homes.