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I swear I could see the flickering candlelight
of an underwater Mexican voodoo shrine
in the eyes of the girl with the dolphin tattoo
                              & it felt like a flawless 180 off the lip
north of the jetty with 20 tons of silk
                                                to add & subtract from
                              edging closer by the minute

& there’s a cold breeze that
                              climbs up over the seawall
              & rattles around in the beach eucalyptus
which makes me think of the nymph, Calypso
                                                whose symbol is a dolphin…

Blue sky,
              cracked pavement,
                                                as at Delphi or
Hermosa Beach
              with the sun humming like a refrigerator
doused in gasoline