"The second time is always faster"
is what the whale driver said to me
then he got along with his flowers and his chains
he was right
this time it whizzed by like a hummingbird's heart beat
i arrived before i could say baton rouge
the air seemed different like it was talking to me
i was too heavy to understand its message tho
i settled with watching the dragonflies dance in the air
with perfect timing without ever loosing form
this suit is too tight
my skin is compressed, it cant even sweat
the day was breezy tho
i ran along fine, held my own until the blue scarab
after that it was all down hill
rolling, not quite like a stone, but rolling none the less
i dont think ive stopped rolling since then
its been wonderful not knowing
while sitting in the know-seat
thank you
and for the last stanza of this crazy jungle of jumbles
i'd like to mention my friend the dog, and also the bee
to whom i give credit for my bad taste in clothes
my long line of favorites
my non-existing closet
for my boomerang outfit
and last but not least
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