AJ
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a small wooden boat
bobs up and down in the ocean.
he set out just to go fishing
and to relax from his hectic life.
that was 2 weeks ago.
an old man well into his 70's
curly white hair
grey shaggy beard
and a sun kissed face
He holds a bamboo pole
with no bait on the other end.
He stares through the fog,
he stares out into nothing.
the sun will set
and rise again.
and he'll keep floating
away from madness
and into his personal
serene heaven.
bobs up and down in the ocean.
he set out just to go fishing
and to relax from his hectic life.
that was 2 weeks ago.
an old man well into his 70's
curly white hair
grey shaggy beard
and a sun kissed face
He holds a bamboo pole
with no bait on the other end.
He stares through the fog,
he stares out into nothing.
the sun will set
and rise again.
and he'll keep floating
away from madness
and into his personal
serene heaven.