bury them in the river

youre wandering through the thickest green forest outside a suburb in washington state. its incredibly foggy, but the fog sits high in the trees. you can feel the moisture thick on your face. you noticed a break in the tree line ahead. its an open field. you race for the opening, stepping on old decaying wood and salal bushes, small limbs whipping your jacket and face. your breathing hard as you come to the forests edge. you look out into the clearing, the floor is covered in lime green moss for what looks like an eternity. you see a bright white object in the middle of the field, as you walk closer you can see the sun poking through the clouds heating the top of your head. the unidentifiable is coming closer and has now developed a shimmer from the glare of the sun. your eyes focus on the white target ahead. it comes into focus... your brain begins to interpret the image. its a large bathtub filled half way up with the clearest most pristine water you have ever seen. floating on top was the picture below. you grabbed the photo and staring into it you felt immediately nauseous and you begin to lose consciousness. you succumb and fall into it...like a daydream or a fever.


every day i awake to see, a color i have never seen.