CALM Publishing

DRUNKEN GIGOLO

 

Waves of flame

Cascade from the coastal range

Above Ventura, Malibu, Montecito

Impolite, un-invited

And not subject to arrest

By L.A.P.D., sheriffs or the Army.

Call in the bombers

Retardant to save some homes

Yet the Santa Anna’s still blow

Dancing white hot

Like a drunken gigolo

Unquenchable desire

Headed to the sea.

Families separated from possessions

I suppose they hold each other more dearly

Than before the fire

Or did the smoke consume

Some the binding rope

That ties people together

Common memory

Continuity

A sense of non-worry

Finally, down life’s road

You have home

And up in ash it goes

            Well to have each other

            Rebuild

            Insurance will cover most

            Others can lose hope.

            Urging each other on

            Through unity of common circumstance –

            This is humanity, in good form                        

                   171212.2

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