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Sunkissed girls on the strand Pastel-clad chirp-chirping; little birds Cigarette smoldering in hand From the watcher, below-deck They adorn the walls of his compartment In tabloid form. Tying off the garbage bags, Plastic encasements framing Neutral-tone collages of consumption, Needless consumption. Frivolity. Waste. Oh, the **** that these tourists throw away. Towards winter the cheering, the chatter, The hollering - all dying down as the Shifting economies of hot light convey The end of one cycle. Cease all motion Regathering strength to start all over, Come back burning brighter, compelling Renewed faith. For now, it seems, this may last forever Gathering up the trash for disposal Keeping little trinkets as reminders, Taping to the walls with favorite posters Closing down, a sign slung up: Closed for Winter. Come whatever May
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Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 2:36 PM UTC
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Sunkissed girls on the strand Pastel-clad chirp-chirping; little birds Cigarette smoldering in hand From the watcher, below-deck They adorn the walls of his compartment In tabloid form. Tying off the garbage bags, Plastic encasements framing Neutral-tone collages of consumption, Needless consumption. Frivolity. Waste. Oh, the **** that these tourists throw away. Towards winter the cheering, the chatter, The hollering - all dying down as the Shifting economies of hot light convey The end of one cycle. Cease all motion Regathering strength to start all over, Come back burning brighter, compelling Renewed faith. For now, it seems, this may last forever Gathering up the trash for disposal Keeping little trinkets as reminders, Taping to the walls with favorite posters Closing down, a sign slung up: Closed for Winter. Come whatever May
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Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 2:36 PM UTC
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