Long trip in a short boat
I knew when I launched -
my Canoe -
Into the river of her -
Whitewater eyes -
That I was in for a troubling
Ride -
And wouldn't be back -
For Days.
Doug Palmer
Originally this was Lane Savant's comment to my poem posted at SENTINEL. I liked it but did not want it to outshine my stuff. Then Doug shamed me into posting it by posting it himself on FEEL FREE TO LAUGH yesterday. Devious critter that Doug.
Glenn
1 comment:
Lane Savant said...
I never had an experience like that with any woman not even Meighan.
(well, maybe Ellen)
So it must be symbolic of something or other than a intersexual journey.
Maybe I'll do a Freudian analysis of it one of these days.
F'r instance the canoe is longer than it is wide so it could represent the penis yet at the same time it is something you climb into so it is also a vagina, it has that shape.
The river is a dynamic symbol of an uncontrollable life force go there and you take your chances.
Her eyes symbolizing the promises that the future holds.
It's probably just an account of my aborted and idiotic attempt at being somebody through music and my
screwball relation to the Scumsucking garbage Seattle Symphony Orchestra.
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