THE GREAT OCEAN ROAD:

Three hours of black top to see Evil Santa floating in his boat,
fishing in the lake. Steam rising off the road in the heat after 
the rain. Sea forever, it’s a pastel view all the way South to 
the Pole. I came here to wreck my ship on a moontide.
“Farewell” it says, on leaving, “Please call again in your shiny 
red car”

(K)