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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Red Tide at Muleskinner Beach

I could tell you about
rags & bones & the turquoise all-nighter

            the grace to be thus plundered

            divided by the square root of ground zero

                        The bag man’s alibi
                        quenching a global thirst
                        sounded bogus to me

Gazing out thru the portable window
I keep handy just in case I need to make a
quick getaway
            a running leap into the arms of gravity
                        splashing headfirst
                                    into a spilled drink