There was a time when i would say something
Preposterous and you would kinda believe me.
We’ve gone beyond that now. Now,
Look into my eyes. Swirling. The weather is mixed,
Your plans are on hold for a while. I ought
To be wearing a sailor’s cap, which makes me
Want to apologize for hijacking things. Dumb bell,
You were here. I was there.
Water.
Nobody explicitly
Said not to, so I just sorta became the sea, chopping up
The tender parts of the Earth just to get to the good parts.
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