Rituals
B
Barry Middleton
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in the smoky evening
you find them
gathering like seagulls
at the shore
they are
the young and old
some sheltered
in the shade
of a tiki hut
they are all waiting
they wait
for the green flash
they wait
for the fruit drink
spiked with rum
the young women
look across a shoulder
at their lovers
waiting
the old men study it all
then turn again
to the setting sun
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