i'm
walking highway A1A today
like
it's a religious experience
maybe
it is
the
north wind is sharp and cold
the
tide is meandering in from the caribbean
like
a ritual or habit
might
as well call it a ritual
there's
an old milwaukee beer can
with
its head bashed in
stranded
in the shallows
might
as well call it holy water
when
the beach sands
reach
the sidewalk and cover it
the
hourglass will begin
traffic
will stop
pelicans
will gather up their tribe
the
sea will open
---
e b bortz
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