fringe of foam
on the surfer’s lips . . .
I lower my shades
windy day at the beach
pineapple ice-cream
in my hair
fringe of foam
on the surfer’s lips . . .
I lower my shades
windy day at the beach
pineapple ice-cream
in my hair
solar eclipse
dad’s retinal vein
occlusions
winter rain
the narrow windows of my
creativity
Victoria’s Secret
in the window
my wife’s wrinkles
black and white
photos of my school days
new patch of gray hair
behind the hearse
carrying the former mayor
a few people
. . . and the garbage truck
keeps its safe distance
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