ISLAND MELTDOWN


In a moment
I will rouse my being
engage my mind
and detach myself
from the sun's
consuming embrace:
licking microscopic layers
of filmy skin
from all parts
of my exposed body
with his firey
rough cat-tongue
as I lie prostrate
beneath him...

In a minute
I will breathe fresh air -
lifting my straw-hat mask
from my face -
and rejoin the
beachfront society
I have been
secretly watching,
observing the
intimate details
of leisure
as if through
a myriad
of pin-hole cameras
like a honey-combed
collage...

In a while
I will disturb the
soft smooth surface
of the pool
and see
a kaleidoscope
of coloured ripples
and animated light
vibrate through both
fluid and solid substance:
pastel waters, marble, stone...

Later on
I will vulture the culture:
Pythagoras of Samos
Hippocrates of Kos
St Paul of Ephesus
The Revelator of Patmos...

Or tomorrow, maybe;
even, perhaps, when I get home...

For now I'll continue
to major on
Icarus!