Dreamland beach (Bali)

Scooter spins and twists
through afternoon traffic
fields pass like lifetimes
with the water buffalo

quietly grazing.

Sputtering past giant gates
dormant statues wave us in
through checkpoints, and I’m
half asleep with your hair

in my mouth.

We didn’t talk at all
just felt the drum and bass
of midnight beach party
knowing this was everything

and nothing.

Now sea is aqua, salt surf pounds
sand and “Dreamland” is the
only way to describe this place,
written in hippie blue

on faded wood.

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