Springfield First Night Open Mic--December 31, 2018

A Vast Oceanic Planet Filled with Algae which helps you Float

I don't remember exactly how it happened, but I was in a bad place.  A very bad place.  I don't remember where it was or how long I had been there, but it was bad and we were escaping somehow.

Then we were over this huge ocean.  And we were on a train track high above the ocean.  Just a track in the middle of the air with no support. Riding in a train high above the sea.

But before I knew it the track was going to end  and there was a long gap in the air to reach the other side.  And there was no way we would  make it.  Not riding this heavy train.  But we had already made the leap.

And of course we did not reach the other side.  I could have told you that.   We descended rapidly.   We were going to hit the ocean and there was no way that we would ever survive the fall. Not from that height.   I watched us hit the ocean from a distance.  And we skidded and tumbled and skidded and tumbled and I knew that even if we were still alive that we were going to sink soon and drown because the waves were high and there was no way were could ever swim because were were on a planet that was nothing but one big ocean.

And when we didn't sink  I was surprised and grateful because we floating in what seemed like an infinite forest of algae, and the water was kind of the color of Campbell's Tomato soup.  And it was kinda warm and not all that unpleasant.  And I was glad I was there with someone else throughout this whole thing.  But I don't remember who they were.

Then I started to think that I would spend the rest of my life floating in this ocean.  And the thought scared me because I thought that maybe i had already died and this was some sort of afterlife on a strange planet and that this was all I had to look forward to for the rest of eternity.

Then we must have floated up to some building that must have been in the ocean. It seemed like a town and there were all sorts of forbidden things going on in the town.  I don't remember what they were, but I was doing the forbidden things as well.  It must not have seemed forbidden at the time, but it sure did feel that way after  I woke up.

and There were bad people in this town also.  I think we had to keep escaping them in ways that did not seem possible at the time. But each time we did, I felt like some improbable thing had happened and we kept surviving.

Now I know what you are thinking.  That this was all a dream.  And it was about my birth or some birth that someone  had somewhere else at some other time or place.  And reality is like that.  You keep expanding and contracting, expanding and contracting, changing forms and changing places.

 And none of us really know what that bad place is we are always escaping from .

 But I know at some level the infinite sea of algae is always always always always all around us.

And if we lay back, and don't look, and don't think about it, we can float in it any time we want.

Fred Flintsone's Feet

There is a place you can never reach.

But if you puke long enough and hard enough

enough to get it all out

like Fred Flintstones's feet

touching the ground

you can move the show forward

or you so think.

There is a place you can never reach

its a clammy tale

stepping twice in what you think is the same river

following instructions

to a game which ended

long before you were born.

There is a place you can never reach

if you really want to go that way

vibrating in the air

like George Jetson's maid

ready to clean up your decomposing mess

one piece at a time