coastal complacency

mother’s heaving breast begets waves which
trundle in the summer months
with no concern for
s-p-f-50-lathered
bronze

concrete clouds come
westward
basal cambers coated in slate grey
wondering why
they are defied

such hubris
humans have
holding on to what they believe
belongs to them but is
the sole property of the sea

flocks
crammed in car clusters
on the freeway
fleeing
make the evening news

my muse