mangroves quiet in their hiding
birdsong exotic
smell of frangipani
sickly sweet before sunrise
i have no vision here
as I stride toward fitness
or some parody thereof
but people here
they believe in this stuff
saying: "Good Morning"
when I would say: "Fuck off."
but I fold into the shoreline
find myself compliant and rare
open to friendly hails
of fat dog walkers out there
familiar faces along the way
taking the time to say "hey"
as they pursue their quiet lives
where routine is supreme
and we will see them every morning
pass them, say "Good Morning"
without any goodbye
© shaun patrick green 2012
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