All afternoon, the sea curled up
around the bay, purring drowsy swells.
Gulls skimmed by in a blur.
Awake in the dark now,
it paws the sleeping arm of the shore,
Up on the bluff, partyers
mingle behind glass walls of condos.
Bright music blares.
Far north, mountainous shards
of a continent plunge into arctic blue water,
bobble like ice cubes in a drink.