but i like the look of a golf course.
how green it is.
the manicured
lawns.
the little flags blowing
in the breeze
off a pole on each hole.
i like the slopes of the fairway,
and the sand traps,
like gaping
mouths awaiting an errant swing.
the bikini waxed greens.
i like the costumes
they wear.
the civility of it all.
yelling fore and what not before
striking the ball.
it's a beautiful cemetery
without the headstones.
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