enjoy this Brian Looney writing
in the Scars Publications free 2011 PDF file chapbook: Punk Show
(click on the front cover image or the
title text to download the free PDF file)
At Its Height We Sprout Gills
Brian Looney
Now it’s mounting again, gathering up momentum. Higher and higher it surges, until its peak just grazes the ceiling, altering the lights. The people on the fringes bob like debris, and their arms may flail if they experience discomfort.
The bubbles sizzle whitely upon the blue expanse, and the levels continue to rise. Some of them enjoy the levitation while others wish their feet were firmly grounded. Some lodge in the center, teasing the vortex.
We may be mere specks, but we are infused with identity. For an empty ocean knows no life. It is subject to; it is tortured by its own energies. They ebb and surge, but their might is nothing without spectators.
At its height we sprout gills. Our fins flick, and we swim with control. It’s quiet beneath, but the levels are falling. Once it drains, our drenched legs react, and our bodies surge in emulation. Then it all evaporates, and we crackle dryly again, gasping for another wave.
