Gone Fishin’
by grimbeau
Wistful, windless, desultory:
frugal, fawn, beige, puce _
Elvis has left the building
Pulling a fast one again
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Half-six on the dot:
doors slam, off to the coast,
Bodies glide on the high tide,
rolling away to chilling gyres
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tussles and rubs
from jetsam and kelp,
nibbled by gulls
eschewed by sussed brill
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