People shaped clouds

form silently overhead as

radio voices compete with

ocean waves sliding onto timeless beaches.

IMG_0020A lounge chair, enameled white,

basks pale under a hot yellow star;

quartz granules, ergs of broken time

lap at its scratched wooden legs.

Cigarette smoke circles from pointing

fingers. Flying low, a plane pulls a message

with straight bold letters, causing eyes to lift

and children to point. The waves continue,

wasting nothing of the day


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