green
I’m floating in a green sea.
I am up to my neck, but my head is out,
so I’m not drowning.
And there are no waves, so no struggle.
I’m not sure if there are sharks.
I don’t think there are sharks.
I hope there are sharks,
I don’t think they would eat me.
Friendly sharks.
If they ate me it wouldn’t matter.
It might be raining.
I can feel something splashing in my head.
More water in the green sea
I am in a green sea.
February 11th, 2008 at 9:08 pm
IT WOULD TOO MATTER IF HE ATE YOU!!!!
I ENVISION YOU IN A BATHTUB FULL OF LIME JELLO
NO WAVES
AND THE SPLASHING ON YOUR HEAD IS SURELY JUST THE LEAK FROM THE APT. ABOVE YOU
February 12th, 2008 at 7:12 pm
Oh, that’s been up for a while. I’ve like done so much, since then. I should write another post.
February 15th, 2008 at 10:12 pm
I’m not always a big poetry fan, but I like that one.
And I remember EXACTLY what part you played, because you just about scared the life out of me. There was a clue that said to go to the grave site, so I headed out there. As I drew near, you popped out of the bushes like a jack-in-the-box, and said “HERE YOU GO!” or something like that. Quite startling. Anyway, it was the card Dave made that you were holding. Haha. Fun times.