A strand of your hair borders my ocean of tears. Grains of sand mold together forming mud. You stand nonchalantly on the berm staring over the vast nothingness of the waterway nether. Ocean floor follicles utilize microscopic cilia. Tiny motile tendrils propel me along rock bottom. Octopi submerged in sand banks wait, coiled callously. Ambush tentacles envelope me while pulling me into the bell. My depths always seem darker than yours. Claustrophobic. Suffocating. Narrow. Caverns and coves collapse, caving in before I ever find them. I'm tied to tumultuous tentacles tangling, blocking my butterfly stroke to the beach where your hair washes upon the shore like seastruck flotsam building barricades.
the raised lakes of Beijing are fitted with the finest glass walls parents go there to unload their unwanted children the squids of the lakes grab hold of the children, hug them adopt them teach them to breathe people walk by, pay no attention but the glass walls are built tall wiped clear to the point where i can’t help but to notice. the orange plumed tentacles grown straight from the children’s backs pulsing like a flame like a phoenix like a poppy’s bloom smeared by the color of the water’s haze or the tourist’s awe-shot eyes.
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looking forward joyous tears filling up my insides as if the ocean abyss isn’t full enough over running my thoughts rain from the darkest sky sparking angled light from Enceladus special complete reflection brightest Luna Goddess in our solar system reaches with ease into the darkest part of my soul warmth provided from a frozen rock hurling around my celestial body feeling you in the deepest part of my heart touching me magical tentacles hiding in your puff of smoke brilliance shining through potent power making flowers grow on the sea floor coral enjoying their view imaging swimming there bliss on ecstasy projection of a lucid dream mermaids circling under the magic universe whispering find her open arms waiting like a beacon in the night
I wrote this while I was eating out last night. When the waitress handed me a bill with a heart drawn in the middle I quickly scratched myself sitting there while she was standing. Crescent moon floating above her head while sunshine ☀️ was radiating above mine. While a bold heart floated in between us. Deja vu of a precious smile
I really truly wish I had A Jellyfish tank in my living room And no colleagues and friends I ain't mad because imagine people that peaceful gloom Of a little mindless pudding swimming in the water But when I think about it I might rather have an otter T T T T E E E E N N N N T T T T A A A A C C C C L L L L E E E E S S S S
I wrote tentacles wrong the first time....I almost strangled my pet rock...
Late at night when I'm trying to sleep I often picture myself curled up; and being cradled inside of a Chrysaora's bell.. From time to time I'd glance out at its tentacles drifting along with the oceans waters as it carries me along I eventually fall asleep, it holds me in my dreams. I'm dependent on Jellies they help me forget the bad things.