Surfing For A Laugh Poem by saranyan bee

Surfing for a Laugh

The smoke shelter
at the corner of Green Valley Road and Freedom Boulevard.
- it stands on 8 pillars
painted Hooker’s green,
wrought iron flutings
ornate where it holds the roof
as if smoking isn’t death,
that’s where we meet.

she floats laughter like flakes upon each other,
like the kites in the freedom of lost
kissing earth without hurt
- her laughter hurts.

I bury my face in the sanctuary of my palm,
sheep-skin gloves smell good
memories of the days my childhood,
trace the anger in my calm,

we vow not to smoke by coincidence,
not debated decisions,
the scent of tobacco hovers,
hangs like lost on civilization.

the canopy is a dead see-through,
hosts debris of the weeping brush
once articulators of
of my careful anguish.

orange marmalades in the western sky
drones the automobiles speak with fire,
I mask my intentions with disguise, - and
give her derisive laugh, a powerful surprise.

when silence wakes,
she’s gone -
as if the banality of her laughter
is carried with the soul.

propped up bill-boards
shine at distance
says pizzas are sold here,
red and green toppings arise with vapor

wind is senseless
intrudes like horn-bill in a cage,
speaks dead corpse language
of the after-math of the blizzard.

at the square lanes at home,
I sip chalice of cabernets,
click the Net, surf for a laugh
not found anywhere!

No, not at http: //www.santacruzsentinel.com/
most viewed – 1292 hits

which said a young girl was hit by a car
at the corner of Green Valley Road
and Freedom Boulevard about 5: 30 p.m. today,
emergency dispatchers said.

A helicopter was called to take the victim
to an out-of-county trauma center.
the driver of the car pulled over at the scene
by the smoke shelter (Hooker’s green) ,
emergency dispatchers said.

No other information was available.

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