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Rated: E · Poetry · Animal · #1108759
About diving
I catch as I am caught
By bicycle-spokes of penetrating sunlight.
Fanned out
In my switch of perspectives.

Above me the great mercury plate,
Below me the underworld
Of unknown secrets
Waiting to be discovered

Caught suspending in death,
Yet dancing,
Drunkenly in love with life,
Excitement caged in a cell of slow calm.

I hang on to technology’s
Honey coated impurities.
That often blind us from the truth.

I am an alien weight
Amongst quicksilver darts
And dreamy seahorses high on opium.

Diving is like a dream
Because diving
isolates.



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