People Poems · PHOTO-0115
miami smoke yellow

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where there's smoke, there's fire...
or so the chisme goes
& water is wet & sand is dry
_& the sun becomes yellow from orange
as it rises in the sky
first over the island of miami beach
then over the county where the real stuff
can be found--real life in all its humid
messiness, the workers & the natives,
the trade & traffic of life pulsating
through the ways, through roads & streets
& avenues, highways,, expressways, turnpikes,
the very limestone pores through which our
lifeblood flows, all the way to the sacred
glades where the sun finally comes to lay
its flushing face to rest,, falling to sleep
down the horizon...
all this is so, just like smoke signifying
fire or water being wetee+ WY ee