Thursday, July 1, 2021

Seaside Anecdote

The mind will generalize 
By size, color, curl of hair
Until everyone is of the same mind
On one long strip of sand 
Facing endlessness,

Then someone trips
On the moving planet
And falls to crashing surf,
How she decides, in that moment,
To stay there, roll around
Like a mermaid with the crabs
Perhaps forever.

The people then, 
Surrounded by her
Supernatural smile,
Turn to automatic
Drinkers from cups,
Talkers by rote,
Onlookers in traffic

And there is only the woman,
Pulled kicking and screaming 
From the sea to her room
By her concerned family
To remind us
Of humanity,
How it exists,