stealing sun & surf
reclining umbrella drink
bartender? i winked.
your godlike fist bowled
hurricane winds, torrented
violent lashing;
cabana, loved ones
raised up & slammed asunder,
scattered on the sand.
left to take cover
i rode it out: steady now.
assess the damage.
8.24.2011
beach boys
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