Montauk # 28

Montauk # 28 Gray autumn dawn 61 No longer summer No sun No clothes Step in the shower A warm spray A warmer hose Wind weaves Through the weathered slats This is life Hobo beach bum life Soap and water Clean Then cleaner The ocean on the breeze This is where I am I In the early dawn Everyone asleep Clouds overhead Shut off the water Feet on concrete A damp towel Nothing really dry This close to the sea This is all I need For now