Ocean Side Promenade Poem by David Thomas

Striding alone down by the sea
my great mother watching calmly over me
a fight breaks out
and someone falls down
the sand in his eyes, a shell in his shoe
he kicks and flails his best attempts
but he's no fighter not even a lover
my mother's fury in a hury
riles up and stirs a storm
slowly skimming the sky's edge
beginning to sink and skewer
taking out the sand in gulps
as if a precision weapon calculating its accuracy.
the boy he fell and his girl she's gone
left him for the winner
such a sad way to find the truth
sitting down alone near me on the same log
ocean tide trickling my bare feet and his bloody shoe
flinching, he reacts cowardly towards my kindness
but it's to be expected
four hours ago
life was great
his dreams were coming true
as of now well, it's plane to see
obviously since he's sitting here alone next to me.
the conversation so quiet so calm
breaks the open air of silence
and shatters the limit to which our voices carry
my mother wants to hear my words
and of the emotions they are fill with,
from however far away she may be at the time.
this poor boy his one true love
broken his heart for a man he knew not
yet such are the ways of the silly americans
barely satisfied with yesterday's bests
pushing modern technology
farther and further than ever before
breaking boundaries we could have ignored,
slipping off my four-hundred dollar jacket
and sliding down my equally expensive pants,
letting the sea take them swiftly
yet with no haste what so ever
and drowning them in love - or in hatred
i cannot tell which,
swimming in my boxers
now sitting in the sea
this poor misfortuned boy sat there
and he looked at me,
without a word or a sound
he mimicked me and lost his fancy clothing
the two of us sitting side by side in our underwear
neither of us having met before
we both stare out at the horizon
watching the blazing storm
you can always tell when a storm is bad
just feel the wind and the water's march, it's sad.
i'll be okay you know
yep you and me both
you don't have to do this
i'm being me i don't know what you see
this this kindness you've shown me
but i barely know you, i am just being me
but you don't judge me you just accepted me
you let me sit here with you right now see? !
the ocean is my mother, it isn't mine
who am i to hog it all?
the silence returns and the sky gains an ounce of light
in the form of little whtie dots
flickering far away
she was going to leave you anyway
i know he says as he frowns
so why did you stay with her then?
i just didn't want to lose her
i liked her company
i understand. well believe me
if she deserved a nice guy
she'd still be with you
but you barely know me
how do you know i'm nice?
because you're sitting here with me
can't you see?