Riley Myers // WHATEVER FLOATS YOUR BOAT

Imagine that you are a boat

out on the glistening water,

the sun is radiating down on your face.

All is still.

Your boat is floating.

 

Imagine that the clouds have veiled the sun,

goosebumps pepper your skin.

You can sense the impending storm,

so you must do

Whatever floats your boat.

 

Imagine the faint

drip

drop

drip

drop

of raindrops alighting in your vessel.

The waves suddenly sway you side to side,

yet you must do

Whatever floats your boat.

 

Imagine the waves crashing down on you,

soaking you to the bone.

Your body erupts into shivers,

but you must do

Whatever floats your boat.

 

Imagine the BOOM of the thunder

harmonizing with the CLAP of the lightning.

You can barely reach the thoughts racing through your mind,

yet you must do

Whatever floats your boat.

 

Imagine the cacophony subsiding

and the waves dwindling,

and as the sun reappears from its hiding spot,

you realize

you can always do

Whatever floats your boat.

 

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