Cabin Boy
Wondering memories of wild adolescence,
Flash before me like a mental Rolodex
Reverberating daze, time cannot take away.
A fifteen-year-old,
Broken neck calypso.
Gazing through the jungle-o window
Unequipped to fathom what was about to happen.
I saw the moon in your eyes,
And knew;
You smile in the way that islands do,
And the zephyrs planned to bring your love back to me, too.
You were everything I imagined.
Sunlight on a dismal day,
The lone palm in the tropic heat,
A boyish grin that made my flowers bloom.
You were the cabin boy.
Realizing, all you can be at 23 is yourself.
And I am the wanderer's wandering daughter.
The pretty little minor come hell or high water,
You broke California law for.
I waited at your f i n g e r
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Just his little Pisces jailbait.
Who didn't exist till 1996.
An inevitable source of panic that would rise in his eyes,
Every time he kissed,
Her Kona lips.
Until deciding he had to leave,
Claiming island fever, on his way out the back door.
But it's okay, because, one day, everyone's gone.
The ocean waves will continue on,
And we will embark on our own path.
I grab a raft to float;
In the deep waters of the heart.
But I slowly began to become unbound,
As the blocky incline fell away.
Deep in love's maze
There my heart strays lost to hallucination.
I found myself;
On the surface of a lake of solidified lava.
Caught in a cavern, I call my insanity.