When our colony of streaming astronauts adrift in undulation became wind-filled sails beneath the manta’s flight, we gathered our boats to watch the sea anemone’s solitary polyps morph into the Coronate medusa, the jewelry of our human form dissolve behind aquarium glass like Pelagia noctiluca, who light up only when touched, or at night, a chimera of silica needles coiling from its scarlet bell. Tell me, which century was our scarlet bell — when our colony of streaming astronauts adrift in undulation became wind-filled sails beneath the manta’s flight and we gathered our boats to watch the sea anemone’s solitary polyps morph into Coronate medusas, the jewelry of our human form dissolve.
