rusty looking furniture
plastic cups sitting unbothered
on partially ***** floors
2:54 a.m bedtimes
tiny silky sheets over collapsed bodies
awakening to the smell of burnt toast and
warm wood
heavy air with the beach surrounding
vintage-looking photos on film cameras
holding hands, keeping promises, sweet smiles
snow angels imprinted in the grainy sand
worn out from the day’s sun
toasty like a bullet
crowded trailer park homes
down the coastline
couple of drinks, lots of giggles
twirling your girl
alcohol scents lingering everywhere you go
dusty trucks
little hugs
see you tomorrow as the sun rises on the beach
as your soul awakens to the moan of the earth
i’ll meet you on the sunniest boardwalk in town