jacky boy

New Beat Fiction

by McCutcheon
She was a fake bimbo
with real breasts
yes, she had a brain
if you don’t mind

She was dancing
on the Ibiza beach
at midday
sweaty as a sauna
salty as the sea
naked as the breeze
coming on to me

The bright brilliant sun
was high in the sky
the fine sizzling sand
was burning our feet

We went into the cool blue water
to splash around
she said with a smile
"I dig your new beat fiction!"
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