Conjured by memories while driving along the Russian River in Sonoma County, or was it near Big Sur? Nevertheless, don't we all engage in such otherization?

        

         Peering

       Up and Down

             the River          

        How strange

     The undone dwellings

 Along the river

How the wasted property

  Below the highway

       Unaesthetic

           Along

   the river

        How strewn

     The stoops, unwound

 Along the river

How toys boards cars litter

  Below the highway

       Uncouth

           Along

   the river

         How wretched

      Lives, dumb lives

 Along the river

How they hide inside

  Below the highway

       Unsocial

            Along

    the river

         How our canons

     Tumble and decay

 Along the river

How judgment winces, peers

  Below the highway

       Uncivil

            Along

    the river

        How I long

    To hurry heedless free

 Above the river

How low to have to peer up

   Above my dumpy home

       Unrestrained

            Along

    the river