Friday, October 16, 2015

UNDERNEATH THE WATER AND UNDERNEATH THE SAND

Underneath the water and underneath the sand and underneath the rock and underneath the layers of diamonds and sludge and cookie and thick caramel, just above the throbbing molten centre of the earth, there is a place where lovers go, to feel warm and compressed and to hold each other tight and to be held tight by the forces around them. When you are down in that space with your lover, you can feel the twist of every tree root, you can feel each fossil getting minute by minute more fossilized, you can feel those old trees uncurling into diamonds, and you can feel that molten heat below you. Tt feels good.

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