“On Ormond Beach”

orca“On Ormond Beach”
Upon this beach, the people saunter by.
Idyllic children splash at water’s edge.
The breaking wave blows sea-foam in my eyes.
My swim fins slide adeptly from this ledge.
And, lo! my body, buoyed by the salt
forgets. My being’s slipped its bony cage.
I’m floating, spiny blob, homunculus,
as once I was my father’s spermal stage.
I’m orca, playing, as my brain pretends;
suspends.  I’m Pisces lost to ancient lore
where memory of eons pass my lens
spun round. No more aerobic carnivore!
Then, suddenly,  old Triton blows his horn.
I’m banished back to shore where I’m reborn.

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