old seven-mile bridge, marathon florida
interdependence is no cliché
like
thousands of interlocked moments
there's
a vanishing point in everyone's eye
a
school of manta ray
darken
the water
hide
near the pilings
pelicans
fish 'til dark
then
leave
before
the tourists show
sometimes
sunset will leave you empty
the
red-yellow-orange
can
be missed in the gray
--- e b bortz
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