Crashed. Met Tailies. Then
Others. Hatch blew up. Kate caged.
Got Lost about there.
Oceanic Flight 815
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Crashed. Met Tailies. Then
Others. Hatch blew up. Kate caged.
Got Lost about there.
Speed-viewing seasons
one through three’s like life in the
hatch. Push the button.
Through the rainforest.
Lunch at Rhythms Rainbow Beach,
then Carambola.
West coast of St. Croix
Palm shaded. At night, torches
cast glow on beach tables.
Green flash at Sunset
Grill on Sprat Hall Beach. Then dined
in lush tropic style.
Kayak to Green Cay.
Snorkel among reefs. Head back,
sunburned and happy.
Cruzan pineapple
flavored rum makes happy hour
even happier.
We eat cereal
on the porch by the sea, while
island music plays.
Intense turquoise, the
water is a wake-up call
to swim, sun, sail, dream.
I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.