Pacific Ocean Disconnect Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Nature performed the ceremony of exile
Marked by the lack of attendees not by who was present
Because all that was present was wind, rock outcroppings, seagulls, and sand
Presided over by cutting blue sky

With a face out of proportion with the great outdoors
She kisses the ocean with fast fading reserve
It's the only suitor who she feels intimidated by
Nothing can be shaken down from indifferent seaside beauty
I guess it will provide a security in its indifference

This land is best appreciated in solitude
And the exile is better off not being part of a society constructed by masochists
Everything put in place to ensure ill health
I'd rather not be plugged into what keeps me apart from air and sun and other causes for doubt in my lifelong atheism

Bring on the mad scientist who fooled around with the sun and made up for cold facts with a day out at the beach
I felt so happy to be smothered and not another person in sight
And I'll volunteer to be an exile
I'll volunteer to spurn one connection
And feel the ground establishing another connection with land and with ocean
Let those waves fill my heart, let them break my heart