Conclusions Drawn From the Corner Seat

Two sweat-dried ladies

Walk into the bar

Freckled by the sun and

Enthusiasm buffed

By the sand and by history

They announce: It's a road trip

And someone buys them a round

They are returning from the beach

Back to reality and

To monotony, waiting

Their baggage is stuffed

With disappointment and

Pink souvenir glasses

They toss their hair --

Over-processed and dry

And frayed in concert

With the over-processed laughs

Their trip didn't bear

The fruit they had craved

Two 40-something lookers

Revealing a grandmother's secret:

Lightened by lemon juice

And, desperately, they flirt