Baby Doll wakes with an older man

who owns a private beach house,

a yacht and two sports cars,

a ranch in Wyoming

He’s easy to look at,

to drink with at sunset


She’s tried the dirty leg man:

funny and exciting in the night

Never pays for dinners,

mooches, wrecks her car

in the restaurant district

cruising the bars when she’s asleep


She daydreams another man

who’ll lead her along the sand,

joke about her silly habits,

hold out a shaved ice

that’s sweet and cool

on boardwalk afternoons