The sky is trying to reflect itself on the surface of the water but it is night and the water is backlit. The pool is light blue and sits neon under the plum purple sky, which is glowing from the failing light reflecting off of the clouds above.
I sit in the jacuzzi which is glowing an orange of its own, and steaming in the night air. The orange makes it onto the steam and a fading color rises up to reach the purple sky.
It feels like a lot of things in here, near the warmth jets. It feels like a heated crystal cave if I close my eyes and the light gets through the lids. Orange crystal everywhere. Shimmering dark.
I find myself almost asleep and jump with a start back to the buzzing electric purple sky.
In my mind someone is talking to me, no one in particular, a voice with no face, maybe myself:
"Look, the sky is in the jacuzzi."
"No, that's just a reflection."
"But it is there, don't you see it?"
"Come off it. That is just light reflecting the image of the sky back at you."
"I want to climb into it and see if I fall."
"Yeah, be my guest, we'll see what happens."
"I'll fall slowly. Like in a dream."
"Yeah, it'll be like a dream alright. What's the matter with you anyways?"
"I wish you could see the sky."
It doesn't make any sense yet. There's no use pursuing it. Let it flutter off into the distance a while, but keep the end of the rope around the wrist.
After I come to under that sky again, I decide I'd better go in before I drown myself.
There's something about the night and its shadows and the interplay of moonlight and artificial light that completely changes the experience of everything.
