I realized I don't really have a rappaport with anyone on here since I write stories and comments sporadically and the novel is taking up a lot of time. [as is SGJ.net] so I figured I ask people to ask questions and I'd answer, but I doubt anyone notice me asking. [if you do, feel free to.] so I'll probably be commenting at large over the next few days. You've been warned.
the texture at the bottom of the boat
smooth like glass, a ship in a bottle
stuffing a world into a protective shell
so the emotions remain trapped inside
to fester and die, feed the biodome honesty
the lies awaken in the skin of night
temper the flames, predict the reactions
because it's easier to plan four steps ahead
and hide in a bubble
than listen to the radio, deal with the waves
every now and then you have to blink to get the sea salt out of your eyes
it'll burn, and sting with the passion of bees
but when everything pines away
you'll be able to run with the light in your eyes
and your sails rotting from decay.
title: a king's navy out to sea with no preparation for the future hazards
the texture at the bottom of the boat
smooth like glass, a ship in a bottle
stuffing a world into a protective shell
so the emotions remain trapped inside
to fester and die, feed the biodome honesty
the lies awaken in the skin of night
temper the flames, predict the reactions
because it's easier to plan four steps ahead
and hide in a bubble
than listen to the radio, deal with the waves
every now and then you have to blink to get the sea salt out of your eyes
it'll burn, and sting with the passion of bees
but when everything pines away
you'll be able to run with the light in your eyes
and your sails rotting from decay.
title: a king's navy out to sea with no preparation for the future hazards