Gilligan's Island

Donning my sailors cap, coconut and pinapple shirt; first class ticket in times brochure.... Shutting down the nuclear physics branch and structures while as catching a flight unto Heavens isles whereupon its beach I shall lie that, serenities surf may wash over the moon Its beams enwrapping the sun; as dolphins sing, sea lions play and ships sail away ~ Their gallies adrift atop the open waters unto the ends of the world and beyound Its distant edge, disappearing into the abyss of a life that was; radiations wavelengths In coastal tides of sacrilegious; coursing through this flesh and bones and blood Crest to crest; confusions fallout amid collaterals infusions brushing, acrylic dragons.... ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ....“Here, On Gilligan's Three Mile Island” ~