Pyrite

They say for instance, that society
is nothing more than psychological torture,
or simply a hell of annoying monkeys,
but then I never listen to them.

I prefer instead to use my
x-ray vision upon the bountiful
bodice of the ocean.

I imagine
the skeletons of old pirates
wearing their own ghosts
like wedding dresses
as jellyfish giggle
within their ribcages
suffusing their own small
selves

into the tawdry romance
of the gleeful dead
and playing as hearts

for those who know.