the Estrella de Mar is situated along
a moribound stretch of the Bibralter Coast
where
A sluggish sea lapped at the chocolate
sand on the deserted beaches.
The coastal strip was a nondescript plain
of market gardens, tractor depots and
villa projects.
I passes a half-completed Aquapark, it's
excavated lakes like lunar craters and a
disused nightclub.
A nearby town is without centere or suburbs,
which is what happens when sunlight is shone
on the British.
I climbed a pathway of blue tiles to a grass knoll
and looked down on a terrain of endless windows
patios and miniature pools.
Nothing could ever happen in this affectless realm,
where entropic drift calmed the surfaces of a
thousand swimming pools.
