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Blue, moody and deep
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A little whimsy for a dreary Saturday… From my 18-year old self.
A fish walked past me this morning
Whistling and nibbling a crust of bread
He wore a pirate captain’s hat
Moth-eaten, nearly falling off his head
‘What am I seeing?’ I silently marveled
‘Fish can’t survive outside of the sea’
And the sight of him was so preposterous
That I questioned my own sanity
I decided not to worry about it
The fish was in trouble if he was real
If the air of this world didn’t kill him
He’d become some kitty’s next meal
Forget it, I thought, sit down and relax
I’m hallucinating, but I’ll be fine
I shouldn’t have eaten those mushrooms
But they were so tempting in my garden
Artwork by Arthur Alex Lipsky, 2014
The sky opens, bestowing on the parched earth, rain
With eyes toward heaven, stretch arms wide and spin
Quenching such a desperate thirst for happiness
But the splashing becomes a stirring up of dust
When the water evaporates
Beneath the heat of his disdain
The dragnet drags through the ash
And frisson dissolves
In a whirlpool of despair
Those highs are so heavenly
But the lows are positively subterranean
Go ahead give me a little shove
I’m already on the precipice
I did the math:
Seven seconds of absolute euphoria
Then nothing
There’s no Wonderland
At the bottom of the hole