Friday, June 27, 2008

Beautiful Day

Sunrise finds us camping on the beach.
Seagull alarm clock awakens
heavy eyelids, burning from last night’s campfire.
For breakfast, two buttered pieces of bread
with blueberry filling seeping between
placed on hot coals
until toasted and steaming.
Today we will go into town.
The sun burnt seven,
plus our parents,
to shop for new shoes.
You see, yesterday my flip flops
were buried in the sand,
and I didn’t notice
for
six
hours.

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