Liquescent Marmoris

sea-urchins in rock pools – the flesh, a delicacy – sparkle – protected from the ocean where anemones proliferate – by a mist-glistening heart shaped rock: the keeper of my secrets – a cache of memories of mornings snorkelling surface eddy on the periphery —homesick for my roots— a keeper lost to shifting tides white horses masking risk in its wake … a plastic wrapped sushi tray on the kitsch kitchen counter awash with the detritus of daily life— a cold cup of coffee milk skin swirling like liquescent marmoris fluctuant under fractured light tender moments where flaws hide in the spotlight Laetrile induced unsettling riptides where occasionally colour swirls marbling visions the future liquescent … I’m drowning in proposals of memories to be made with loved ones family secrets to be offered up a dish that could be as risky as Omakase … smiling indulgently with my eyes as a mirror-smooth ocean – a north-westerly wind whipping up the occasional white horse – hides its turbulent depths so a state of amenomania settles over me the final images – as requested – the secrets of my life tucked away in an abditory— eddying between past and future the key to unlocking it is left in their hearts …