George's sky blue pants
tattoo a silhouette
against green sea
rhythms
sparks
send doldrums
off
to play
in
crash-flung froth
paradiddling
ruins,
remnants
open your mouth
to
taste
flavors singing
of
salt
kelp
cotton candy
sweat
and sweet oils
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