San Clemente

We watched the sunset at San Clemente
I smoked cigars and aspirated pixie sticks
My brother slipped and landed flat on his back

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My mom had plastic on her sun hat
She said it was the sky but I don’t know
Then my cousin threw a rock through the train window
The cops were flooding all down onto the beach

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