I wrote what I had for float. But I’ll rewrite it. I float down a moat in a boat holding onto hope like a rope that might save me from drowning. I float up to the ocean floor and down into the air.
Floating in the lazy river and feeling a little little. Being pretty little. Lapping up chlorine. How refreshing. I would like to gnaw on a tube or floaties. Gnaw gnaw gnaw. Lick lip squish between my teeth. Did we bring redvines? I would like to eat some and make my spit red and gooey. Flavors and textures of my childhood.
I wrote what I had for float. But I’ll rewrite it. I float down a moat in a boat holding onto hope like a rope that might save me from drowning. I float up to the ocean floor and down into the air.
Floating in the lazy river and feeling a little little. Being pretty little. Lapping up chlorine. How refreshing. I would like to gnaw on a tube or floaties. Gnaw gnaw gnaw. Lick lip squish between my teeth. Did we bring redvines? I would like to eat some and make my spit red and gooey. Flavors and textures of my childhood.