le wait du child.

poetry

feels like i’m gripping the edge of this
speed boat through the swamp
dodging mosquitos and gators
thinking the crash is going to come
any moment and will i be holding
on tight enough?

4 thoughts on “le wait du child.

  1. great. You can never hold on tight enough, I suggest you sharpen your teeth so you can take a sick bite at those gators when the time comes

  2. then you’re screwed (or not). You could try singing the “circle of life” to the crocs. It works!!! (it is one piece of info that you never find in those survival guides. If you don’t know the song, well you’ll just have to embrace your role in the circle of life as a delightful meal to crocs

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