Quote: "Any fool can get into an ocean..."

It is fry-an-egg-on-the-sidewalk hot in New York City. If you and the children in your life are sitting by the ocean, or beneath an air conditioner or a tree, you could do worse than dip your toes into a poem.

Here is "Any fool can get into an ocean..." by Jack Spicer. What poem rouses you from the torpor of a July afternoon?