you look pretty funny when you're cold you get these lovely wrinkles especially in the middle region nearly dendritic more like the cracks in the earth
and your satchel breathes on its own like a brain if it had lungs for itself but more like an amoebic celestial body squirming around in some primordial goop I think that's pretty cool
you're a pink and brown mushroom emerging from a forest of black wiry moss
concentrated around you and all growing in your direction
almost lifting you up and out and then further away fading
the way the water gets clearer above a sand bar
and then a great convergence a crashing of two great waves against each other
forming a wall of spindly tendrils before the whirlpool