Poem of The Week-Where?

Staring at the water

Letting the negative ions

Free my privileged senses

Where are the volleyballs?

Sky writing clouds the corneas

Umbrellas stop the U.V.

Surf boards cross the sand

Waving at the beach

Showers remove the cock itch

Flip flopping

The gentle tide

The burning is blanketed

Social distance is being damned

Where are the masks?

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