SUMMER BEDDING

when the moon flashes over the salem harbor
and the scent of the ocean wafts over the smoke
from the fire in the yard
and when the 49point5 cc engine is marauding
the local cobbled streets
and the ladies are grinning coyly
and the boys are screaming obscenities
i smirk crookedly
knowing
that soon this fresh ink will dry
and again i will be
sitting next to that fire
staring at the stars
while the tobacco flows freely
under that blanket of cool night.


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