Summer Fun at the Beach
The sun is extra happy today,
heat permeates every inch of my body.
Sweat squeaks in every crevasse,
the beach bag strap digs hard into my shoulder.
What a beach.
Sand burns the balls of my feet.
the fiery grains slip between my toes with stealth.
Something angry slaps the side of my face,
a football. A measly, fake leather football.
My eyes pierce into his dumb look,
He is sorry, blah, blah, blah.
It's beach day, I don't speak.
My lips are glued together from melted sunscreen.
What a fucking great beach.
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