A Spoonful of Day-Glo Neon

like a door that
              opens on the evening tide
& shuts on every
                              question you never asked
making you feel sexy in the
smog-lit parking lot
              your heart ticking like a time
bomb
              just a little something to set alongside the
                              octopus in the bathysphere
& you can watch
the ocean bending its blue-green steel
around the point
                              as the sky gets heavy
& there’s no exit but
              the one
                              eyewitness account
buried in the sand