ALVAR WEST COAST          
                                        
                                          
 GOING  SOUTH BY  THE  ROCKY  SHORE.  THE 
     MONTANEOUS SHORE, THE CLIFFS AND     
      RAVINES, AND THE OCEANS RAVING.     
                                          
 WATCH YOUR  STEP OR,  OR YOUR WHEELS, IF 
 YOURE  SUCH  A BEING,  FOR  TO THE  WEST 
 LIES  THE  SEA.  AND  TO  THE  EAST  ARE 
 THORNY  BUSHES, LARGE  AS TREES BUT ALSO 
   MINISCULE, CAMOUFLAGED IN THE GRASS.   
                                          
     OLD TERRITORIES POKE THROUGH AND     
 RESURFACE. NEVER  MIND  THEM, BUT  MAYBE 
 THE  BEAUTY   IN  THEIR  WALLS  TELL  US 
 SOMETHING. I  ADMIRE THE WAY THEY STRECH 
 OVER  THE  LAND  TO  THE EASTERN SHORES, 
       BUT NEVER NORTH, NEVER SOUTH.      
                                          
 THE  ROAD IS  OLD AND BROKEN,  AND WOULD 
 STRESS YOUR JOINTS, EVEN IF YOU WERE  TO 
 NEVER   LEAVE  IT  (WHICH  YOU  SHOULD).