Oh Verbiage My Verbiage

I feel...that lilting sequence.. And I know you are at hand.. Soon words will come upon me; like dunes upon the sand.." The walls cannot protect me" I’ve bolted every door! and even pried some floorboards up to make my escape more sure..! Escape..! my only refuge yes..! And live a normal life; I’ll travel to...? To.. Bermuda..! Yes or.... Maybe even take a wife...) At last alone.. I’m swimming in balmy sea, just a few lengths from the sand.. Its nice to be alone out here, just the whispering tide at hand.." I think.. I’ll turn, and head to shore when...I’m hit upon my side..) Oh no..! its an old green bottle; with a written note inside.." © Joe Maverick 24-10-2010