i rode over for a dog-less dip off the point. water is heaven.
on the way back i saw this bed in a tunnel under the drive. 

bedtime in america.
on the other side i saw a fellow with a cardboard sign that said god bless, coming down the ramp.
i stop, a little shy, and put five in his big gulp cup. 

i think he's the one who stands on the drive
between the opposing traffic, i think he's the one who possibly sleeps
in the american flag bed down below, listening to the sound of internal combustion and wheels.