No matter what you say,
you are just another California commitment -
another casual "let's do coffee"
tossed over your shoulder.
Your smile all sunshine and pristine sand -
still, the eyes tell the tale - scudding clouds
always searching the next horizon.
You'll never rest on the shore of now
and then - sincere presence
eludes you. You are a stranger
at an endless cocktail party, faking
eye contact and sipping mimosas
while the sun sets on the Western world,
always staring beyond,
chattering aimlessly about changing the future
whilst gazing over the naked shoulder
of that which lies plainly before you.
You'll hold out, endlessly
for something better than this reality -
sweltering honesty laid on heaving dune,
sweating brow
over beckoning palms.