laughing gull
funnel cake
flip flops
red red skin and a red red mind
everyone's sunglasses melting into their faces
i want to kill everyone i see
and yet, somehow, that light blue sky is so inviting
so nostalgic
that i would almost forget all those horrible creatures living there on the boardwalk
the salty sea air seeping through their pores and into their veins
and i would almost forgive them for their ignorance
laughing gull
alwaying laughing at me from up high
i wish i was there with them
my only worries being which hot dog to snatch from some pennsylvanian broiling in the summer heat
or which over-tanned heavy-headed lifeguard's scalp to shit on
as if they could even tell the difference between it and the sunscreen