Roll Jordan Roll

 

 

everyone I know is despising cold

the way tomorrow and

yesterday hate today my monkey

mind is getting tired of

riding on my back through the

San Diego fog rolling

in, like Jordan rolls, Jordan,  my

maiden name that River of Israel

returned to me in my recent marriage

to my woman love, two wives make

something America does not like to

write about, so back to the fog

she rolled up to meet me

utter blind beauty

covering the shore and sea

i thought to walk on water

but my hip is sore from

wrestling with the angels

so i stayed on shore and

lost my limp praising Life

in an hour long walk

and a great cup of coffee

 

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