Monday, 21 July 2008

Call for the Captain ashore

I'm navigating now. Periscope, peninsula, parallelogram. I see the fish in my belly squalling into a rolling silver flash, bottomless blue visible between them, nothing can obscure that. I want them to leap for words but they roll past the glass clockwise, liquid herded plunging.

I have maps and model ships, there are miniature metal men on metal horses. Engines drone as my red arrow drags from latitude to latitude.

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