Girls stroll out across the sands,
Undressed to kill, the proprietary strut
Of thwarted brides surrounded by the glands
Of packaged love where sun abut

(Above horizons and reflected on the sea),
The double day exploding into windows,
Sailor Jerry blended with some orange tea
As a tardy wedding couple pose,

Having missed the matrimonial cliché,
But, silhouetted by the setting sun, wait
For the time lapse setting until they
Can document their darkened fate.

Tropics Bar, Waikiki
October 26th, 2013

October 27th, 2013