at the beach

going away
to the beach
leaves you wordless
for awhile.
your fingers itching
to get back
to work,
to the keyboard,
to get the sand
out of your shorts
and ears,
to ease the burn
of once white
skin.
enough fish
enough kites,
enough waiters
pouring you
coffee. you are
refreshed
and renewed
enough
to begin the next
week, to reboot
your life
again.