day while lying on the beach,
south beach,
the waves rolling
gently in like kisses
to the white sand, i looked
to my left
to my right
and was amazed
by the topless women
lying on their towels,
with drinks
in hand.
christmas no less.
i thought of snow, i thought
of mangers,
of church
and trees lit by the fire,
but
made no protest.
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