Away and From

Hells bells and cockleshells,

armadillo bones and microphones

bicycle tires and appliance wires

are buried in the beach of Isla de la Canta 

a kaleidoscope of parallel hands

I cut my foot on a metal shard

while standing still,

trying to pick up a signal

on his satellite radio

All I could hear

was the sound of gigantic balls hitting

glass windows

Yesterday, reincarnate.