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After the Mecca to Big Sur
Where Billy rode small waves by the Molera Rock
I talked to a crow
and fell asleep reading;
woke up to a dozen horses walking by,
carrying tourists on their backs with mexican blankets and saddles.
The smell of dry chaparal in summer
But the wind! Kept fog off the land
cooled us off on our hike back to the highway.
Nepenthe, too crowded and expensive
we used our anniversary money on wine and appetizers and beer,
and jasmine incense and a leather bound handmade journal
I hold every time I visit but never buy.
Billy said he wanted to get me a pendant
of glass encased butterfly wings, which I loved,
but was twice as much as the journal.
I love how he thinks of me when he sees wings
Later we went to Barney's
There was another feast, he bought
silverware for the occasion
Although I think chopsticks are fine.
I was falling asleep by eight or was it nine?
Surf films are so soothing and I always
have great dreams after watching one
LIfe in a temporary waterfall cave flying.
Alarm at 2:45 am.
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