Friday, October 17, 2008

Fog

I watched fog drifting in towards us
Big blue mountains in the background
with fog whisping in waves
big solid white waves
cover ghost oil platforms
as if they were live ships
drift across the ocean
hovering, waiting to move in like a predator
cumin, rich Indian spices floating up the canyon
reminding me of childhood and incense and the 60's
I looked at the Spanish tile adobe
which house, which million dollar house had a wife from India
with spices that floated up through the canyon?

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