this blog is dedicated to Pacifica, CA.
for making me the person i am today..
In Pacifica
On Sunday mornings
In Pacifica
i wake up
wearing four layers
of clothing
under four layers
of blankets
still shiverin
when wind blows
in Pacifica
I stand outside
Eyes shut
Arms spread
So this is why
Birds fly
Pacifica pours on
fog so thick
it makes you drive slower
cuz you wanna make sure
that you’re actually movin
somewhere
when I go home
to Pacifica
I love
hatin
that it’s cold as hell
outside
Cuz i would hate
Lovin
All this warm weather
All the time
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1 comment:
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completely accurate ptown poem. i love it joshy!
it was good to wake up shivering in ptown this past sunday morning, but not so much fog to drive through this weekend
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