As above, so below, boundary line separates a layer of the thermocline, in the depths cooler temps nonetheless disguise invisible sediment insidious, higher up the plasma melts the skin, cooks from within, electromagnetic radiation burns begin.
Buoyancy against gravity precludes a sense of urgency, yet purposeful movements remain the order of the day, flocking home from school, on to work, or wherever fish hover in the timeless eternity of now.
Scattered souls loiter in warm shallow water, plankton and detritus electrified to a phosphorescent thermocline, lucky school drawn towards the source of disruptive spillage from the global village.
Subaquatic ozone clouds resist the blast radius, beyond the threshold radioactive plasma oxidation accelerates, the physical laws of spacetime break down in the vortex, schizophrenia becomes commonplace, crowds are dispersed.
A society of similar yet distinctive personalities takes all the same risks, positions change and shift, substitute one for another, the street glow reflects individual facets and faces, all bound for the same places.