His text message wakes me
Unusual for him to be unsure
Yet I do know that attribute
To be deeply embedded
In the family genes
Unusual too that he should ask me
To meet his friend, to go for lunch
Where does the guy who waits tables live
In this upbeat town of mobile high achievers
Where too the Pacamac clad cheerful youth
Who talks to himself as he gathers the litter
In the picture there is not one physical soul
The yellow orange sky cast shadows on peaks
The sea is more energetic than at peace
Its soul being some place deep embedded
