a soggy trail of footprints
weaves from discarded towel
along saturated linoleum flood plain
after a devastating battle between
rival pirate ships
on the great ocean Bathtubius,
the water dousing the fires of war,
and continues hesitantly
along the green meadow
of Hall Way
leaving faint memories of feet now
as the water is left behind
til the great gate of Bedfordshire
looms up before you
and finally you reach your destination
as you drift away on a starlit breeze
your tender, damp skin carressed
by the gentle night air









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2008-06-26 @ 16:44