the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

That Huge Nostalgia Kick

The sun was on fire again, lit up everything around it.
We put it out with squinted salutes and fitted caps,
Salty beaches and shaded palm tree naps.
I clasped my hands over the crystal sand,
A prayer for spare change and a bottle opener.
Today we drink in honey, tonight we pour out piss
While California's burning in the sunset I will miss.

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