Guitar Slinger

Guitar slinger watches,
petrified,
as tapping feet thump to his
dinosaur music.

Ice melts in plastic cups.
Waves of crashing sound knock bodies,
tumbling,
over black cliffs.
Shadows dancing on the wall
slide over carpet and land on the crazy lady in white.

Guitar slinger's fading music slows
the leaf dance.
Sun shadows disappear like sleek dolphins,
skimming through ocean.

Guitar slinger motions memories to slip into
twilight.

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