Seagulls dive
in and out of the sky.
The blazing sun
radiates down on
the skin of my cheeks.
It's a lazy Florida day:
no work, no money
and no direction.
I walk along a causeway
and notice
beer cans
lying in the sand.
I pass a pretty blonde
in a hammock.
She smiles at me
and waves.
Cool breeze
passes through
my unwashed hair.
The wind is strong;
sea waves crash against
cement blocks.
Cars drive
up and down,
heading for the escape hatch
of a crowded beach.
I turn around
and walk back.
On the way,
I see a beat up
old car
with a homeless couple
sleeping
in the front seat.
I wander home
and contemplate
this beautiful
wasteland.
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