swimmers in the gorge below
nasty backflow there
I’m too far to yell
the falls are too loud
they must be new
or stopping by for graduation
there goes another
sliding down the rocks
vanishing under
Where is she?
Ah, Thank God.
Fucking idiots.
To burst the bubble of a moment in paradise
or just watch and pray?
Ah, they’re leaving now
snapping towels and beating hearts
laughter echos up
with the rising darkness
the dog’s been waiting to finish this walk
and find a squirrel to tree
I blow a few smoke rings off the bridge
and watch them drift over the gorge
In all a good day
with my dog, a nice cigar
and paradise won
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