everything will be ok

it was late at night and sort of foggy and
humid and there was a big
party far below on the beach that somehow
featured a three story rose that was all lit
up, alongside an equally
gigantic leather couch,
of sort of a breath mint green. he
remembered thinking, "gee,
that's quite a couch they've got down there" and
wandered
away by himself to a dark edge of the cliff, where
hundreds of feet
straight
below
him, the deep sea
swelled against the rocks.

and if bill leaned over the edge and squinted his eyes just
right
he could make out the
gray shapes of all the cars that
had driven off the cliff over
the years,
sunken deep beneath the surface.

and
as each wave washed slowly over
them, the undertow
quietly puller their headlights
on and off,
in an endless loop.
the blinking lights were pretty to look at, but
bill was afraid to go
any
nearer because
the water was haunted.

the following night bill had a lot of ice cream and
dreamt of a
giant ape crashing through a fence.