Mariana - Warm Ghost

I am a westward vessel of undivided motion

Headed for the canyons of the modulating ocean

I will sail the narrows, pull treasure from their chambers

A prism raining atoms in strings of red and purple

A glass iris shows — a shattered display

Bending rushes tumble over coral reefs and chasms

Sonar drones are braiding into words I want to tell you

Mariana’s breathing, shifting currents in her darkness

Divers find me sleeping in her splatter painted shadows

Tonight the world can wait — and work can go hang