ToWN wiTHin A toWN

ToWN wiTHin A toWN
 

Here, the mountains touch the sea 
    On the coast, in our two McDonald's town 
the water is cold, even in summer 
    fitted out with three X-Marts and a Mall 
with clean beaches, seldom used, 
    the blight of industrial parks... 
down by our old-town style bay 
    lining what could be a nice boardwalk, 
that stretches out to the island 
    tall buildings are inhibited by law, 
a peninsula, really, beautiful 
    and friendly townsfolk, who love 
protected marsh eco-systems, 
    unprotected homeless camps 
(commerce is pretty business) 
    complete with bulldozed tents, and 
we'd like more tourists, please! 
    arrests for any poet who protests!


(Poem about the small Northern California coastal town of Eureka, CA,
where I now live. Actually, there are three poems within this poem -
the main poem, the flush left poem, and the indented right poem. 
A town within a town within a town, if you will. Eureka means "I have found it!"
)

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