Moon Over Marin

The crowded future stings my eyes I still find time to exercise In uniform with two white stripes Unlock my section of the sand It's fenced off to the water's edge I clamp a gas mask on my head On my beach at night Bathe in my moonlight Another tanker's hit the rocks Abandoned to spill out its guts The sand is laced with sticky glops Oh, shimmering moonlight sheen upon The waves and water clogged with oil White gases steam up from the soil On my beach at night Bathe in my moonlight I squish dead fish between my toes Try not to step on any bones I turn around and I go home I slip back through my basement door Switch off all that I own below Dive in my scalding wooden tub My own beach at night Bathe in my moonlight 'Ight 'Ight There will always be a moon over Marin There, wasn't that a nice visit? Don't forget, a psychiatrist is on duty twenty-four hours a day in the blue room Just up from the parking garage Drink plenty of water when you take these Now you can relax And return to your job!