Ruby Afternoons

Not as spectacular as Texico.

With the ruby afternoons.

Kindness and considerations.

Clean the nerves.
Percussions and riffs.
Horns.

Ocean does its thing always.

Seeking land and humankind.

With magic and sound waves.

And food and speed.

Soft, pastel skies.

Edges.

Stretch out on the white sea sands.

Tune out the talking.

It's mere talk anyway.

Mainly filler and fodder.

Meaningless words.

Junk.