The classics lay on the beach
wary sunshine ticked a sky
of clouds as numbers, air as time
chairs repaired by soakers spread
with sweating drinks and aspartame
The day played arid calm
A lagoon awaken by stones
tossed from spokes spoken on gravel road
where child and chrome rolled
it was, home on hold
Sun casually ceased,
air deemed it time.
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