riding the free-world wave

organic blueberries,

silicon blackberries,

sleek old diesel Mercedes that zoom forever,

the million-eyed internet monster,

cushioned strap-on sandals,

beatnik open mic nights,

naked nymphs of sexual song:
"don't stop," "you're so strong,"

taxi-cabs and taverns
(one has to be selective and/or cautious,)

art openings and sushi rolls:
mango mojitos and ceviche tacos,

vast dollar stores and upscale whores,

Tennis, surfing, snow-boarding and other generation-Z spiritualities,

Half-comfortable air-ports
to transport you to most corners of the globe
in 48 hours
(for the right amount of "space cash,")

G.M.O. seedless grapes
and "mad" scientists designing micro life-forms,

legal head-shops with myriad tools
to toke "illegal" marijuana,

24 hours of mostly mindless media,
and vast "fringe" renaissances
spawned by relative peace and techno-wealth:
most top intelligentsia avoiding mass "matrix" publicity,

awesome waves are crashing and,
though you wipe out,
just rest a day
and(board in arm) cruise for the surf...
under the free-world sun