Down by the river

I have a cocoon-like canoe that I crawl inside and float womb-like drifting down into the sunset or the sunrise rather depending…. Curlicuing through bumps and grinds the rocks and beavers abounding. 

Jettisoning onto soft wet sand I don’t just jump out and explore. I do more. I envision every landscape from inside my cocoon and rock myself back off the shore. 

I have movies in my head of the places I’ve bedded, the places I’ve slept with my hands in my head and my legs against my chest

I am the protagonist the sometimes agonist the slay the dragonest man alive. the rescue the damsel the check is cancelled the gretel and hansel i’m all of that. Well it’s something like that but really I mostly observe and watch. I see families walking by outside a shopping mall. I see cars on the freeway. I see animals in the jungle. I see explorers in space. 

Down by the river I have a cocoon-like canoe that I crawl inside and float womb-like drifting down into the sunset or the sunrise rather depending….. meandering through twigs, branches, bark, leaves, bugs, bites, rocks, trash, junk, and all the other canoes. 

My canoe rubs against the other canoes. You can tip that way. You could fall into the water completely. That’s the danger. Your navigation is thrown off. You no longer have control of your destiny. Your encapsulated in your canoe stuck with all the other people stuck in their canoes in a river-bed traffic jam. Nobody can move any longer. 

I get out of my canoe and put on my ginger feet. Gingerly tiptoeing on edges of canoes. Everyone is smiling as I pat them on the head duck duck goose with my cozy ginger socks whisking by their faces. My smile looks like a golden canoe glowing symbolically. I am the prophet of canoe fortune. My canoe dance is instagrammed to China. I get a letter from the mayor of China. He asks me to dance at his wedding but bring all my canoe friends too.

So I decide to grab every canoe in the traffic jam and throw them all one by one as I am very strong onto a container ship heading to China in the morning.

On the container ship…… We have a barbecue to celebrate and it is the biggest funnest sleepover party ever. We do an open mic and karaoke  and write poems about China and the mayor of China and the people of China. We all fall asleep snuggling.