"I don't understand
How your mind works”
An otherwise meaningless line
Pulled delicately from a movie
Only to be placed within a satin tackle box
In a small fishing boat
One that wanders the deep water
That makes up the soul of me
You sea
Mind the oars
The means by which that humble vessel makes its way
To open ocean
Where the rains of your inspiration soak me
So completely
That my yellow rain coat clings to me for dear life
Storms the like of a eulogy
Are too intense to bear
The underbelly of waves don’t listen
While whitecaps a beacon might
Time to send a flare
Good beware
The lighthouse
Flashes a strobe signal for all to see
Motion suspended
Caught in the act of being me
“That’s the best I can explain it”
Words behind the verse: satin, strobe, soak and beacon
Written: August 2, 2010 Posted: August 3, 2010