Heathered Pearls

Rusted out vessels full of ashes in vaseline float by my head while I relax in the water at night, I keep running my hands thru it all smiling because it’s mixed evenly and I’ve never felt anything softer, clumps form like round ice cream scoops the size of boulders quickly in my hand, I let them carelessly fall into the water. The top of the water is very oily and partially on fire in the distance. I begin to follow this couple into this glowing heat below me but I notice these huge black pearls falling from the vessels that keep dropping into the deep water. My rubber wet suit starts melting into my skin as the glow below becomes brighter and my body suddenly rejects it quickly, I keep telling myself i’m so close to saving some of these precious black pearls selfishly for myself and seeing this couples faces but my lungs become frail forming into ashes and start producing and filling with vaseline, I touch my chest, it’s the softest and falling apart in my hands, I realize what i’m turning into.