June 24, 2017

Wet & Wild

By noon,

teens in bikinis and Speedos

fill best-shaded chaises

at the Rip Tide wave pool,

settled in

for the longest day of the year,

boys sensing this

might be the night,

girls talking in groups

of three, suspecting already

life's not all it's made out to be.

We float along in the slow current

of the Lazy River, our tubes

tied together, content at finding

a new way to cool off,

no longer so wet & wild,

the proverbial hill

far behind us now,

but we don't care,

knowing exactly where

this river flows,

caught for good

in its undertow.