away
from kids.
away from loud radios
and voices.
far enough from the ocean
so that when the tide
comes in
i don't have to start all over again.
i grind the pole of the umbrella
deep into
the hot sand.
i tilt it just right, figuring
the movement of the sun.
i unfold my chair, lay down
my blanket.
out comes the book, the water,
the granola bar.
i lather on some sun screen.
nose,
face, arms, legs, a big glop
on my head.
then i sit back and sigh.
i stare out into the green blue
sea, then
i start thinking if i leave
extra
early in the morning i can beat
the traffic home.
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