The Gull
The Gull
For what seemed like
A long time
I watched the gull
Watching the ocean
It wasn’t a long time
It was the blink of an eye
In the grand scheme of things
If you’ll forgive the cliches
I won't know if you don't
What was the gull thinking
About standing on the sand
He seemed bemused
Like a businessman
Whose flight has been canceled
Being shown the room
Where he will sleep
He walked down the beach
A few steps
Then looked again
Like the same man now
Looking out the window