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Part 2 of Miami Beach Flash Poems

lady walks up to the edge
of my sand fort and
asks me what I’m doing;

I tell her--
“I just like digging holes,”

she walks away muttering--
“he’s weird”

I kick back in the cool shade
of my creation
and take it as a compliment

(https://paper.dropbox.com/doc/Miami-Beach-Poems-6fCU80zJhEm0dqAvt9WTb)