We are the Ocean

"Everybody Sucks"
-e

Wanna play a game today? Yay!
Okay, hold your breath while you read this: Go!

It was a misty morning. The music held up the light. Guess I'll go back to bed. Do they ever hold their breath like this in China? Do mothers of boys going off to war hold theirs, like when we were young in that shallow pool? God put sharks in the ocean to keep us from swimming there.

There. Breathe.

How did you you do? That wasn't so bad was it?

Ok, now try holding your breath and snapping your fingers while you read this: Go!

You are reading a blog by an anonymous man.
Let's say it's a foggy morning and
Holding your breath in the cold and damp
A morning with no sun, no sun lamp

save the one held up by the music sheets
As I lie awake in the empty streets
And there's a devil in my head, Atlantis in my feet

lungs full to bursting, wasn't always this rare
we hold our breaths longer now, gasping for air

The light is for sale, the darkness is free
but down at the bottom is the place for me

For these are my blues

up there is the sun

We all are an ocean

When the game is done.

done. stop
and breathe. My eyes are watering. The music rainbows into a crescendo and the light splays out into the morning sand. Where everything looks nice. And the world would sooner drown you than look at you.

On second thought, hold your breath a while longer… it's quieter.

And quite nice.

-DMM