A few palm trees in sight
Wavering in the Key West light.
High noon on Key West
Even in the shade
The blinding brightness
All horizons so close
Key West.
No sailor fears the edge of the world
I know no fear
I stand on Key West.
95 miles from Cuba.
Swim out
South from Straw Hat Beach
A hundred yards.
Still no fear
Stop swimming
My feet rest on sand.
The sea chest-deep
My tread careful
Not to awaken sea monsters
Nor tread on a dead fish
Nor the drowned bodies of coke pirates
Nor sea monsters
Are they there?
Lurking beneath the waves
Asleep beneath a azure sea.
America’s Godzilla
A hundred feet of fire breathing monster.
Waiting
Awakening
Burn Miami to ashes.
Spare Key West
The queers,
The conchs,
The snowbirds,
Fishermen,
Tourists,
Drunks at Sloppy Joe’s Bar and me.
Saved from death
From a monsters.
We are safe
From
Strange monsters at the end of US1.
Forever asleep.