Porch

There is chocolate
brown Astroturf.
There are bamboo wind chimes.
There is a white wicker table.
There are white wicker chairs
with weatherproof pillows.
I am not weatherproof.
An ashtray sits on the table.
I am free to smoke cigarettes again.
The pool key is on an elastic loop.
I walk to the rec center
for deep water fitness.
First, I sign up for shuffleboard.
I step into the heated pool.
I am a bear skull
on a stump in a cavern.
I am Captain Crunch.
I am a Blockbuster.
I am reclaiming native land.
I am a pseudo Parsifal.
I am cataloguing any Messiah.
I am the crocodile of initiation.
I am nose-less and arid.
I am a Type 2 antihistamine.
I am a BluBlocker lens.
I am lumbar support.
I am sensible shoes.
I am passing into middle age.
I am passing into this porch.