Church Ope Cove

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Tethered kelp shakes

angry algal fists

at boy racer waves.

***

Reaching for shore,

slow-time tides beat

lunar tattooes.

***

Oil black mackerel

taunt the shore-bound;

Slick and shifting.

***

Wind whips; lips chapped;

horse-tail salt slaps.

Breathe in brine.

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