inverted pirate ship sails beneath the countless ripples.
lines distort and twist in solid water where quartz pink glazes the potential
for creatures from the deep to rise up, break the surface and adorn the pages
of the mystery annuals. The stuff of legends, TV documentaries and T-shirts.
This water is a ladder made of undulating rungs waiting for us to climb the
silvery surface. But come now, let us turn ourselves the right way about and take
the blue ladder that escapes along a gaseous bridge that glows above the trees.
Let’s leave the water, the rings to continue on through greenish imaginings.