I am on a beach. I am on a bicycle. I am wearing a deep sea suit. She looked beautiful as she stood on her toes to kiss me. Or at least to kiss the glass of my helmet, the glass between us. All I could hear was my breathing. I said Good Bye and the sound of my voice echoed sharply into my skull and shocked me like a wet finger had broken the voltage in my veins. I cried as I rode into the sea. The tremendous echo shattered like glass glaciers crashing into a midnight cathedral.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Shipwrecked!
I am on a beach. I am on a bicycle. I am wearing a deep sea suit. She looked beautiful as she stood on her toes to kiss me. Or at least to kiss the glass of my helmet, the glass between us. All I could hear was my breathing. I said Good Bye and the sound of my voice echoed sharply into my skull and shocked me like a wet finger had broken the voltage in my veins. I cried as I rode into the sea. The tremendous echo shattered like glass glaciers crashing into a midnight cathedral.
