BEACH HOUSE
Starting the day in safe
mode,
I press into my chair by
the water,
knowing I will only hear
the waves
for a few more days.
Really,
none of us own anything,
not even our sanity.
All of us are renters,
our lease is much too
short.
Meanwhile,
someone is always going
crazy on the internet,
sticking their hands above
the waves
for something to grab,
but everyone else is
distracted,
and the person either
swims or drowns.
I don't expect much
assistance,
and this is to my
advantage
as I help myself to more
coffee
while the gulls scream
behind me.
I am one of the fortunate,
as all of us are,
or we would be,
if only we were relaxed
enough to know it.
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