Friday, June 13, 2014

To The Birthday Worm that Crawled out of Your Cake:

You sparked a conversation
that would last for
more than three hours, and
six glasses of wine later
we'd just get to mocking
Jacques Cousteau, and perhaps
your favorite composer.
And he'd say,
"Life is a lot like swimming."
"Like swimming?"
"Like swimming. You can never stop
flailing your arms or else
you'll miss the boat."

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