Sharks in the Water

Can you take an ankle bracelet in the water?

What?

Why?

I hate the beach

The sand

The salt

It exists to destroy everything it touches

It doesn’t matter how much effort you put in

Sand will always be where it doesn’t belong

I’m here to write about this shitty experience

We arrive and turn the corner

Good lord look at all this humanity

Cars fill the lot like colored Christmas lights

The beach is nice the sand is soft not grainy

The water is a cool 77

The sun and clouds are vibrant

Maybe it deserves another look

All at once a group walks past

It’s Wednesday it’s noon

Why would thirty or more guys be showing up

Fuck that’s a jailhouse tattoo

They gather towards the shoreline

Removed shirts reveal three possibilities

Church group

Addiction group

Half way house

My kids are in the water

So to now are the sharks

I’m all for second chances

But I’m on alert

This group of ex felons staring at the women and children

Rolling with the waves

Sneaking peaks

Some inherent desire burning through them

A guitar breaks out

It’s an old fashioned good time gang

I watch the kids as much as they do

but for different reasons

The women on the beach

young girls tanning

older women burning

All falling prey to the Voyeurs

The terms of parole

The anklets without charm

The police are now parked at the entrance

They can’t catch a break

They can’t catch a charge

They won’t catch my kid

Blissfully unaware of the threat that exists

Gangsters

Bald heads

Dreads

Don’t judge a book by its cover

But I’ve read this one before

They are scattered around the wall between bikini clad girls

They get in the water with Jean shorts and black T-shirts

They have a right too

I’m not against it

I’m just aware

Everyone has a past some can’t escape theirs

We laugh a little

We make a few jokes

Something about a shiv

I discus’s aphantasia and others ability to store and recall mental images at will

Maybe an image of my wife’s body

Saved for later when the desire to relieve yourself shows up

Get a good look - It was expensive!

What attracted me had nothing to do with body - I buy her a new one and now everyone else is attracted to her

Funny how things work out I guess

We eat tuna fish on a roll with pickles

Guess I’m my own suburban stereotype

I go back in to pee

The wife reapplies sunscreen as the group fawns

A guy looks down at a deserted beach bag

Another man says

We can make some money here…

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