Miami Beach
The ocean licks the shore
Like a puppy
Near high, pompous buildings
While in the far distance
Hurricanes are wrecking the coast
There are yet unawakened hurricanes
Why do people give them pretty human names?
Days here are full of sun
Glasses full of drinks
In the numerous bars
Where people forget their troubles
Which they’ve brought along with them
They are facts of life
My footprints are immediately wiped out in the wet sand
And the tail of this verse
Snatches with its beak a seagull
That screams far away
Distracted by its prey
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