Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Where I Live

This is where I live. In the smooth moss and sludge of the great greygreenblue, I lie serpentine to the floor. Sky streams far overhead, casting smoky patterns through the ripples. This is where I live, at the bottom of the ocean, at the lowest place on earth, beneath gallons and gallons and gallons and gallons. Beneath, at the bottom, vision clouded by venerable glass-formed algae, the water is mouldy green and still. And the fish are my company, the hermit crabs and the flounders, but they never stop to say hello.