Discoloured oil in water

Beauty and decay

This intricate gameplay

There I knocked on every doors

And every door screams your name

Damien, Dorian, Dalloway

Fossilized wind chime vocalized

Like nautiluses in a water cage

Do they converse do they fight

Are they present at all

Or are they just whispers in a forgone age

Words forward aging backward?

Mercury dies backward

And this is just a single portrait

Mushrooms are climbing in my hand

Is it advantageous to kill the dove

All across the room are keys

Into my eyes into my heart

Only the spare one may linger

I ledger the development with someone else

Don’t hesitate to let me disappear

Rosemary rosewood incense eucalyptus

Watching snow falling in a plastic ocean park

Aran Meredith for Vasiliza

September 2023

——How long can an oil on water key chain last?

Nil: the tincture of/in the world.