Imitate The Pool Ghost

Imitate The Pool Ghost
© Surazeus
2023 01 11

If I talk to the clock in the oak tree 
the moon owl might explain how angels know 
seeds contain concepts of potential forms 
designed by the frog god on the mushroom 
whose kaleidoscope eyes swirl galaxies 
small enough to imitate the pool ghost. 

Stepping from his snow-white car in red wind, 
Albert enters library of lost books 
to search among the cluttered dusty shelves 
for fragile volume of forgotten lore 
that details life tale of the girl he loves 
with hope to learn how he can save her life. 

Snarling harsh as a motorcycle engine, 
the white wolf guards the shelf where her book lies 
so Albert gestures fingers of his hands 
to gather sparkling energy from fear, 
then hurls light beam that knocks the wolf away 
enough so he can snatch the secret book. 

Running up and down in library maze, 
Albert dodges two vampires swooping down 
just as their clawed hands reach to grasp his arms, 
so he twirls back to somersault up high 
enough to leap through swirling door of eyes 
as he shoots balls of fire that burn their wings. 

Falling on wind gusts from the ivory tower, 
Albert soars down crystal lattice of masks 
to land in snow-white car which zooms away 
from horde of vampires crashing on the road, 
then drives winding mountain road to Elysium 
where he parks before Temple of Apollo. 

Giving apple seed to mushroom god frog, 
who winks green-gold eyes in hypnotic trance, 
Albert enters misty grove by the cave 
to find the pool ghost sitting on huge ruby 
whose long black hair wraps him inside her world 
as she smiles with joy to see him return. 

Handing her volume of forgotten lore, 
which records the story of her whole life, 
Albert sits with her in Cave of Illusions 
so she gives him ginger mocha to drink 
while she puts her book by the Palantir 
which projects her fate in beams of the stars. 

Talking to the owl clock in the oak tree, 
Albert feels aura of her divine soul 
glow bright enough to reform world dream dome 
with new psychic formulas of true faith 
that weaves our bodies in matrix of love 
as the pool ghost gazes into our minds.