The way
by which she weavesand bobs
and writhes along
the side of satin waves
where it shines
like monkey shines
about her breasts
and the other beast
her boyfriend
speaks babble
fury of feet
iPod creatures
on beach blanket
dance floor
summer drunk
beyond all reason.
So strange.
So unexpected.
Where did I leave
my toothbrush?
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