i was a girl
who belonged nowhere
to nobody -
destiny’s child
drinking wine
straight out of the bottle
on the shores of
Malibu beach.
the waves kissed
my ankles
and i laughed
the sand was too hot
i didn’t care
the wind tugged my hair.
i think i ran -
i don’t remember
i was probably drunk.
i ate ice cream
out of a blue truck
and fell asleep
midday
amongst the hills
the waves and the surf boards
and honking Volkswagen buses.
i still think
about that time
i found myself
in California’s sunshine.
(it smelled like salt and weed).
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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simply amazing.
I wish everyday could be like this. Loved your poem!
Happy times?
I know exactly what you mean, a controllable chaos! I felt this one deep and love it!