SOFT, PRETTY PERMABAB WHO I ADORE
SHOULD I SAVE TO GET CHU OPAL?




Poem was written by @alienjack
there is something about
sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool
in the peak of sweltering summers
that makes me want to breathe underwater:
the way that the sunlight filters
down -- through - the --- waves,
gently, soothingly. there is something
about sitting in a mineral store,
surrounded by amethyst and opal and
azurite, that makes me want to learn
witchcraft: tasting salt and magic,
a dozing cat in the window, people-watching,
the sharp smell of
vanilla and vinegar. there is something
about feeling eternally young
that filters down from the sky like
stardust into the ocean.