saga
I once thought that I would be under water for ever.
The heavy water of a soundless world.
Every aspect, every subject must be studied, I thought.
But the pages were all wet, and the words blurred.
I was a submarine, trying to get to Saturn.
No matter how hard I tried, I would not find it.
My mechanics were too hard for me to understand.
And no one had any spare parts.
The brakes not working, I drove right into a monster's mouth.
Inside I found a stupid reason, more like an excuse.
There were concerts, speeches being made, drinks.
I clanked my jaw a lot while waiting for the solution to come to me.
I pressed a button, pulled a lever, even knocked over a vase.
I was quickly thrown in the basement.
Here I saw the bowels of the monster.
They were a greenish blue.
I opened an astronomy book, and found I was way off course.
Luckily, someone who didn't know who I was let me out.
I boarded a golden sailboat, but no one would come with me.
It was an interesting vessel, carved out of one solid piece.
It was said to be unsinkable, but I was convinced to step out for a while.
I was inspecting some tropical plants while it floated away.
I sank deep into the mud.
The fiery underground was nothing new to me.
There I lay, in my coffin, for several months.
Someone, an old acquaintance, resurrected me.
I was as good as new.
I called for my big blue dog.
We had walked for two days, when I realized we were in a vast complex.
This will be a good place to rest, I thought.
I was going to do some work, but no one else was working.
I dropped my towel and dove into the deep end.
It was nice and cool,
and I felt like I could float there forever.
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1998