The pizza house man plants his open flag. Soon he'll feed hungry tourists searching for that experience to tell their friends about or recall together in a warm moment. (Remember honey?) That's what we've all come in search of-- a pleasant memory, the feeling of away, with a parking place. We hunt it down while the swans bob on the bay with nowhere to go, not even moving with the chop.
surf pounded jewels tumbled and journey clouded broken and rounded beautiful debris