A Thought Upon Waking

To live in someone else’s shadow

can be quite the burden,

but to live in your own, well

that my friend’s a tragedy.

Topanga

Halogen yellow bursts

of light, turn signals

burn bright, through

white lines of Topanga

Morning sunrise, her and I

up all night, we rise

like silhouetted tree

under the belly of LA sky,

gaze upon a sea of fog

clouds, shower faint

hallucinations of

spontaneous future

Travel

October. Topanga Beach

Life’s worthwhile

Every single day

She reminds me

Life’s worthwhile