July 13, 2011

holding my breath

dear on a boat diary,

when i think about being on a boat my neck always gets all sweaty and wet just thinking about wearing the life jacket. i'm not big on jackets, but i cant swim very well- i have boobs. i float well. but i ain't gunna float if i'm holding becky and if i am out on a boat she will be with me- so... if we are life vesting becky needs one too. fuck i love her. she just got done necking me and that's why i would never leave home without her. on a boat is where people fall in the water and get eatin up by huge sharks and have tv shows done about them. "well, the last time anyone heard from billy and karen- was the distress call heard by the coast guard and when they found the tiny vessel- it was abandoned." aww. the poor sea sailors. at least they aren't alone. when i was growing up, one of my favorite bands was the police, SHOUT OUT STING! and one of my favorite songs was, message in a bottle-
Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair

A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart

Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home