NaPoWriMo 2017 - Day 1

 Dolores Park

It’s Loud here like a Where’s Waldo book on acid
I’m trying to find someone in particular but
instead I manage to find a bunch of other someones
who turn out to be just someones
Look, there is a pair of people practicing Judo!
Look, there is a couple tossing a football back and forth!
Look, there is a dog! He is meeting all the friendly people!
There is a visual smorgasbord of summer colors
Impacting my eyes like
a pie impacting a face
Scan Scan Scan where is my friend
Dolores Park is not a meeting place
it is an ocean of attractive San Franciscans
(all San Franciscans are attractive)
But to find a particular group is impossible
Like picking out a particular drop of water
from a swimming pool with a pair of tweezers
A task so daunting
It doesn’t even make sense
So many people setting up tents
Barbecue and ring toss and bean bags
Which in Ohio they call Cornhole
Look! People I recognize! My friends are over here! Happy Birthday!
A more familiar set of colors

 
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