I am spiralling down a dark well mortar and stone grazing my knuckles and fingers in their desperate plea to find a crack a divet anything to stop the spiral but I continue to fall black upon black grey upon grey deeper and deeper the water is at my ankles sinking sinking sinking now into putrid sludge of what I do not want to remember swept into the dark ocean cave of my mind
as my lover swims in the blue waters under the golden Sun the birds sing a song of love. she stands alone perfectly in a sea of pearls. the Sun rays shine upon on her milky skin. Neptune's kingdom was built for her