To Day

I have to learn how not to stand alone I drove to the ocean, to gather kelp, to use as fertilizer in my garden there was no kelp there I felt naked Everyone knew it was Saturday at the beach Men were surfishing Teenagers playing football in the sand a Woman saying to a little boy Do you want a cupcake Tommy Do you want a cupcake You don’t OK You don’t? I can’t explain it. I cut the seaweed off the rocks and put it in a paper bag.

5 May 1974