The sea is a non descriptive shade
of smudged carbon hinting green
as dismal a watercolor as the Atlantic is
the grey of weather lays heavy on us
Except for the the blue kite flapping above
except for the brown sand surrounding us
everything is essentially clueless
In this state of passing absence
a man on a dune takes in the impending rain
he smokes a Camel, a brand whose slogan was
"I'd walk a mile for a Camel."
Smoking on the beach against the drizzle,
the cigarette sputters and one is left to wonder
the lengths people go to find relief
Saturday, June 22, 2013
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