Tuesday, November 9, 2010

i know i should scurry forward
cause i know an ominous wave approaches shore-ward.
and if i don't scurry it'll sweep me up and swallow me.
pound over me, toss me, and drown me.
and i'll be a little less than before.
a little closer to the sea.
and that much farther from shore.
i know cause its not the first time.

but my crustacean legs are weary.
my mind feels bleary.
i know i should scurry.
but let me just doodle in the sand.
admire the sky so blue and grande.
the oceans song sings hypnotic.
slothful freedom my narcotic.

shit. the air's getting stronger and colder.
the wave is definitely closer.
the pressure makes me bolder.
so i scurry.
the wave takes me.
i'm upside down flailing for air.
drowning in hindsight despair.
next time will be different i swear.
next time i will scurry.
not just scurry, but hurry.
so i can reach the shore.
once again i make the vow
to be better than before.