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Nearly Six Foot
Nearly Six Foot Of heaven on the water I wish to sing, it is a funny thing. A small boat and sail, the size of a tiny whale. I can do this…surely. The water was not choppy, It is/was not even rough. Crystal clear and flat like glass, best picture that can be painted on any easel. Yet, I, we, you, us… are going to need more paint. Things, the parts that are real, never go… together, fixed into position, or even near where they belong, when you, me, we… are new at something and have no teacher. Experience is the “master” of foolery. Done in the presence of no one. (except Him, because he laughs) The words tipped, the seat was wet, the pole did not fit in the hole. The wind caught the rag, that was a sail, and lifted it high, a butterfly with wings. Surely my un-preparedness was at fault, but my exuberance to begin, overshot the bow… and I would, and did, end up in the drink… to swim. Alas. It is barely, over five feet, yet taller than I by half, when seen from a watery view.
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