Tuesday, September 1, 2015

How it feels to be flipped by a wave
If I could curve perfectly with its figure 
Like a spiral
Like a spiral 
Be a little more Pacific  

What if the turbulence on the plane were like that
Tumbling and sandy
Shocked at my shrinking size, the spider going down the drain
Tangle of legs

Last night Jamie as a child led me through a dream
Telling me secrets, letting me in on the joke  
Tell me let me 
Tell me let me
I stay saying
Stuck under the running faucet 
of my clear cold mind

I need a little ocean 
Every little once in a while
A little green wave
You know what it's like 
So merrily but a dream