a man sits on the cusp.
waiting for his ship to sail.
he bites his fingernails, and watches the sharks just below the dock.
the wind swirls above his red hat in every direction.
He turns up the music in his headphones.
trying to be humble.
A girl steps off onto the dock.
She looks like rat poison to the man.
Beautiful.
Rich.
She looks determined as she ties off the boat.
"a storm is on it's way here." her lips full, and her teeth straight and white.
the man just sits ignoring. trying to skip any songs about love.
The rain poured.
lightning ripped at his sport coat.
his ticket soaked and sunk to the bottom of the bay.
the earbuds cracked and buzzed. finally giving in.
The man jumped into the water.
choked on the waves. Fed the hungry stomaches of the kings.
the girl watched from the paddle boat rental shack and ate an apple.
her lipstick looked even more red on the green of the skin.
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