Two blocks from the beach.
5 minutes to sea
But we make concessions.
Salmon pink tub
Old caulking
And rugs.
The vaulted ceilings are spacious
yet little unseen munchers
Sprinkle
trails
Betraying their stealth.
Two blocks from the ocean,
10 minute walk to anything we need.
But we have conceded
to
Condensation on the walls.
Urban survivors resist
Chemicals
Ancient colonies
of mold
Have an enviable tenacity.
I can't quite let them stay unmolested
but I salute them
Every massacre.
