Clothesline of Joy

At the end of another summer day Rainbow of deflated asses crotches and breasts strung along our deck railing Flail like a Tibetan prayer flag Under the smoky umbrella of burgers and brats Grilling for dinner Souls adrift from their left behind soaked skin The sleeves and pantlegs re-begin Arms and legs jog in place In the cool lungs of a dry evening breeze Moon sheen of shoulders and knees Minutes before dawn Creased pressed and ready for a new day They kick and whisper rearrange themselves by order A titter of Generations past present and future Here the people come! Grandpa and grandma moms and dads sisters brothers An army of kids teenagers to toddlers Hurray! One by one Like rays sprung from the sun Once again Off The dried suits are plucked Hot bodies slip back into place Here we go Body and soul Made whole for another summer day Of swimming.