We lay back on steel bolts
And curled in a cold bed
The vessel, a hollow pea
The cable, a cobweb

Then we struck the surface and fell through to the sea

We sunk past the jet black blobs
Of ascidians and pearl shells
Through the forever blue
The searchlight fell

Like long vanished sunlight remembered through the house

I pressed up to the clear quartz
And looked down to
Thе black pit mouth of death itself
Yet still washеd in blue

And I looked up and remembered the anemones' purple hue

Down here in outer space
A fall from a cliff
Is a gentle drifting downward
To some memory of if
You were a tadpole and I was a fish