Lo-fi beats lap against windows sills
Gently rocking rails and breezes
An afternoon lullaby for Laguna
Blue pacific runway unrolling
The sun about to take its walk
Sea birds scatter and we look up
A distant lawn mower turns out to be a plane
Low and greedy
Too close to be innocent
It pulls a banner
Telling us about motorcycle insurance
We’ve been robbed
Horizons are best served add-free
-T. Weeks