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Feb 2020
Metallic ocean waves
will not overwhelm me in
this prevailing moment,

nor shaven-headed dude
with raven hound
gallivanting

on verdure plaza,
eagerly visualizing
**** on the verge,

under this devil sun.
Vociferous men
devoid of socks

converse about
investments in
rental living quarters

while evading a glance
at my overly-long
vert straw

properly delivering
my shivery
iced beverage.
Rick Baldwin
Written by
Rick Baldwin  M/Atlanta
(M/Atlanta)   
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