i
wore out the bottom
of
my sneakers more than once
before
coral rock got into my veins
it's
free but you'll still have to pay a price
'cause
the sunrise will fool you
into
thinking you've reached
the
end of the ocean
when
in fact maybe you've only reached
the
end of time
there's
a section of side road
on
big pine key that turns to hard rock
can
rattle a bicycle frame & your bones
you
stop when you've reached the water
the
gulf side gets buggy
even
in the middle of the afternoon
mangrove
has long arms
reaches
out
&
grabs you like a primeval forest
the
bridge to no-name key
can
be windy
the
pelicans ride it out
between
dives
a
wing is freedom
you're
not sure how
you
relate to this world
there's
always the road
and
the iguanas
but
please don't call them invaders
turkey
vultures gather
for
a morning ritual
the
dead have nowhere else to go
back
on the highway
the
sun at high noon
burns
through your hat
---
e b bortz
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