Epic Walk Diaries (November 28)

oh shit it's pooop
  you thought it would be
   pure
   delight
   special
   seashell, long and twisted
nope
poop

many things presenting
 as solid
   are not
    others shimmer
  surreal 

i want to stick out
  my tongue
   at everybody
 today   as a totem

two lively eagles
 don't mind

a generous soul
  feeds graceful hunger
  a threat of ending
brings a swarm of need
    he ducks
      throws up
 his last crumbs

blackberry flower
 pertinacious
   memories of summer
  sheltering a hopping bird

wandering onto slipperiness
  our luck will run out
 back to the bed of leaves

double bubble pink
  pot pop pop pot
 so pink
   urban pop up

a natural stake
   pointed
  we speak of death
 small and big
    shocks
   pieces and parts
 a claw
   a body
  a mollusk
    a shoe
        nothing is lost
 it sure seems so

waves
 rest
   in soothing suprise
   sitting
   sitting
   pondering
   unexplained
   distant yellow
   no need to explain
   sit

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[
  Start 3:07pm
  End 4:52pm
  Nod at the monument, thoughts
  of campus police, onward to MOA,
  to the backyard looking for the way back
  to the end point, thwarted by mansion,
  back to the totems sticking out many tongues,
  new stairs to wreck beach, trail 4 for small people,
  along the beach, round the point,
  to the breakwater and log jam, trail 6 up the stairs,
  along marine drive, back to MOA and Lola.
]