submarine or cave

Could you please repeat the question? I ask the recruiter. Would you rather live in a submarine or a cave? Can I say neither? He shakes his head no. He is a Marine; they have rules. Panic attack starts Tiny heart in my throat is jumping I could live under the stars Or on the deck of a ship or under a tree I choose neither, I tell him. He glares at me and sends me away. Without picking up my application. It is okay. I might be too old for the Marines anyway. I am seventy-two