Memorial Day weekend began Thursday
yet for the Flaneur,
even when he toils, everyday is a holiday
Mental health maintenance in Alameda,
Geese gang takes over the park, no one around
Temperatures in the sixties with a cool breeze,
Never used to see many Canada geese
Until global warming got hot,
And look at the lawn, it's only mid-May,
The worrisome drought goes on
The beautiful waters measure time and space
As old forms of life die away,
Something will replace them
Meantime I've got the whole beach in my hands,
Note the hood,
Just me and my shadow
All alone and feeling blue
Except for these cats
Way down the beach,
The wind-surfing scene
You've got to hold that huge sail
While you climb up on the board
Yeah, baby
Off he goes,
Out there having fun
In the warm California sun
One bright morning when this world is over
I'll fly away
I'll fly away
I'll fly away,
To celestial shores,
I'll fly away
21 May 2015
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