The Boatride

April 8, 2012
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I'm on a wooden ship
in a bathtub of sorts
I dream epiphanies
sweat and saltwater colliding
the gears in this world churning
a cow chewing it's cud
in the water we are all smothered

Fake leather seats.
my blood flows anxiety
an impossible heart rate
because of this lonely island
the key to a conversation
because of men with chipped teeth
bloody toes

I am in like with it all.

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