the sun hasn't been out
for days.
the sea is gray.
the sand brown.
the boardwalk empty.
the hotel
empty.
the elevator empty.
the restaurant
across the street
closed.
the ice cream shop,
the bar,
the pizza store closed.
but there's a dog
out on the wet
sand running free
with a red ball in his
mouth,
oblivious to it all.
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