Tuesday 27 November 2012

Banzai

whip-crack metal on metal
resonate cold pressed
equalised ear drums
pinched noses
jaws clenched
heads tilted towards the surface
swirling bubbles buoy our bodies
offsetting contracted lungs
as we hover delicately

new language signals make for
slow comprehension
no lost translation
forefinger meeting thumb
making a peaceful circle
rocky hands of concern
slashed throat setting off
learnt skills demanded
redressing the calm
whilst striking through the head
declaring the holy grail
the king of the sea

descent darker into an
ink blot scape
slivers of silver flash
thousands of tiny souls
moving as one broad connection
creation carpets mountainous
installations as life beyond recognition
plays out in Earth's inner space

wide eyes periscoped
busting craned necks scanning
that thin line of trust between
your buddy's next breath
and inherent inquisition
at odds
then at one
with the water

currents waving goodbye to
blue bottomed boats
grabbing hold of taught lines
breaching the plateaued surface
gracefully grabbing shifting steps
wishing waiting wanting
for the next plunge

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