Saturday, July 23, 2011

Remembering the Beach

Right now
Sand is
On the beach
Between my toes
On my bluefish fillet
It will be like that all week
And then
It won't
The car will be vacuumed
The clothes will all get washed
And the pails
And shovels
And Dora the Explorer sand molds
Will be stowed in the garage
Until next time
And unless and until next time
It will be hard to even remember what it was like
When sand was everywhere

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