sea monsters

it wasn't sea monsters after all,

just doodles on the margin

and the opportunity

for five centuries of potatoes,

tomatoes, and theft.

castles made of corn

housewives making porn,

an incessant flood

of ones and zeros,

a sahara of cartoons

and gestures,

forget the math,

it comes out to a trillion

sporadic tragedies and laughs

muffled lullabies

mozart on an out of tune piano,

roaring stadiums,

and loneliness

crouching over tables

at green and white cafes.