|matt got in touch,
asked if i wanted to get poke.
i said yes, let's eat it on the
boat. we didn't get
poke but we did eat sandwiches on the boat.
haven't left the slip yet but i'm on my
way to being a pirate, came close to
having this bird sit on my shoulder.
well, not that close, but that floaty
feeling of bobbing on the water puts
me in mind of daydreams, poems...
the lake touches the cut touches the
sound touches the wide ocean and
with that i sense the potential of
living wild and free, a speck