Self illuminating

Becalmed 

and rowing 

into these doldrums. 

Lost

but heading

to distant shore-lights….

They never grow closer,

these markers, 

these lights,

the lights

of pride. 

My safe word is “paradise”

The meat guy 

says the market 

is no good

for house buying…

too costly, 

he says. 

He and the girlfriend

are sliding out

to San Diego. 

They’ll start over. 

That’s really something, 

when paradise is easier

than the here-and-now.