Its awful nice of them to keep chocolates
In a small bowl in the reception room,
I especially like the dove ones, they have quotes.
Once I saw an old man leaving. He was proud
And can’t have come for himself,
Too familiar with life to be troubled with it
Anymore. No, he was here for the younger
Generations that still give a fuss about things like happiness.
He had marvelous hands. I could imagine holding those
Hands by a fireplace and believing anything about them,
Once in fact, they skipped a small grey stone 27 times,
Something I could never do. Men have tried to teach
Me to skip stones all my life.
If I was the stone, I’d rather slip into the water
Than bounce off its surface. I like swimming,
I like when I can use a mask and snorkel
And stay under the water until my
Skin wriggles and scrunches impatiently.
Then I feel bad and crawl back to dry land,
I wonder if eventually my skin could adjust to
The water, it’s always been softest during the summer
So I know it loves the sun- but I wonder if I broke it in,
If it could accept staying there forever and ever,
If I could mush into the water and devolve
I’d make a fantastic dolphin, except they’re needy,
Dependent on air and company, no if I was to be an animal
It would be a tiger or a bird of some kind
I could never decide between a falcon or an osprey
Did you know that there’s only one kind of osprey,
And they’re on every continent but Antarctica?
They should put that on a dove wrapper.
It was nice of them to put out the chocolates.
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