The brothers were looking for lazers
in the surf.
They would skate toward beams
and olly off the curbs.
The parties were thrown further than
trust.
Youth is but a streetcar eventually
rusting.
Near the beach by the open creek basin
hot smiles and fuss.
One of the cool kids had a secret and he was
just about to spill his guts.
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