scream turtle dream

im stimulating the mops / the vivisectionists roiling peloton up and down the hills headed for this bike lane / im scrubbing bike lanes / drunk on artful showing / scrubbing macadam onetwothree / failed out of convenience store intrigue / campion mucosa is waving this way+that / scrubbing good on the person on a bike icon / dirt away bugbear shine / here it comes the demon pack / kick bucket fling ancillary swabs in the flickering grass / onto the left edge of the road i gogogo / at the edge of mindbender aquarium / a mopey beach type shore-bugger scream turtle scene / myriad sizes villain to mincer / the demon rush nears+i lose footing trip on my favorite mop in hand / intense feeler tingles of feeder cold water plunge into the minicab mincers moat on the float / soar over the hatchlings out of the boil / my summer of mops at an end as big villain turtle breaks for my tread / to reach the beach i reach and get a handful of sand+headless crabscorpion tail stinging the air / rebuffed by a whop of the mop / the villain+hatchling gaping / petty beaking my toes / whop in the water on the villain wattle / nothing but water in my lungs / peloton long gone / villain+hatchling+headless crabscorpion move in on my skin

What I’m Reading:

And rising up to the surface of the water clenching and unclenching
The thick grey muscle and dense shoal of fish brought to just beneath
The surface the grotesque bouquet of their rapidly blossoming and
Shutting the crowd but as if behind glass so there was no sound
Of people screaming I feel helpless and cold

— Laura Mullen / “The Surface”