After the beach

The sand

Once plastered to wet skin

Should begin to fall

A good brushing off, you’re almost done

Oh wait, you missed a spot.

And don’t forget the salt lined lips

Eyebrows glued together

As sun has dried the water off

But NaCl doth linger

The wet shirt’s dry but not the top

And the sarong flaps lazily in the breeze

The sound of surf still calms the mind

And you hope that heat you feel is windburn.

You pile into a tired car

Sand somehow finds the footwell

Your last beach trip for the season done

At home hot showers for everyone

And a belated lunch finds empty tums

Til next season, Sea, I say adieu.


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