Restarted my heart
at St Albert's chapel
not there for six months
I've been a little less well
this year
Went with pal Chester
then we smoked ourselves out
and had burritos on spinach tortillas
Afterward
through the late sun
past the flower gardens
We walked his neighbor's dog
Deciding what to do today
I read a post online
shared by Richard Lloyd
the phenomenal guitarist
from CBGB's Television
The post referred to a study
of how generally therapeutic
a visit to the beach is
The sights, motion
sounds and fragrance
The openness creates
a healing state in one's brain
called "blue space"
Plenty available to those
fortunate enough to have pads
with a dog and a view
of San Francisco and the Bay
"I'm your zen"
what does that even mean?
Here we be
the whole place
to ourselves
No kites launched today
despite a steady breeze
Just kites which are raptors
white slender dazzling
in frolic and flight
over the Bayshore
The distant city pales
long past the Point
Copious blue space
available here
Atmosphere
animal vegetable and mineral
The imaginary city
reputed to be San Francisco
Hello cowgirl in the sand
Suggested
in driftwood profiles
Actually seen in this new shop
Which regrettably replaced
the venerable longstanding
musical instrument store
Now I know what they mean
You my zen
Even the clouds
had antlers it seemed
Then I journeyed home
unlimited blue space
all around my brain
10 May 2018
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