Chinese Ghosts in My Garden

(Writen in 1999 under a different pen-name: Truyen Tin. I just came across this old friend while unpacking and sorting through dusty boxes. 😆)
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Earth-Cinnamon and Fire-Stone swim carlessly brisk in a vertical tube;
Viewing distortedly the winged ones,
as they innocently propogate on mossy rocks below

The females laying their surely scrumptious maggots
Deep into a bed of plentiful green Sangri-la

Surface, and other testing insects dashingly glissade
Upon a curiously contorting reflection;
Whilst signs of other life press through,
as Deep-Blue emerges, jostling with her fungus infested nozzle

Ignorantly -- floating -- aimlessly,
Dark-Cloud, like a great ray,
Hovers with rhythmic emptiness
amidst the aquatic vegetation;
Overlooking the morsels of processed fish-food,
Caught on slime fronds draped