May 14th, 2008
Evening Swim
It’s dusk in Sayulita
Night one of our adventure
The air is warm, the ocean warmer
Sun sets on one side, Full moon rises on the other
and we are in between
Reflections on the water like yellow glass
Dinner has settled
Drinks have gone to our heads
We smile and spin, drowning in the romance
and holy mother shit, are those dogs humping our stuff?
Those dogs are humping our stuff!
Oh, disgusting!
Get away! Shoo! Go!
Yeah, that’s right.
Sheesh.
Back in the water. Ahhhhh.
Lean head back and go under
Moonlight glimmers overhead
Reflections so bright we’re floating in mirrors
We drift away into nothing and everything
Warm breeze blows
So calm we can taste it
And mother fucker, they are at it again!
Fuck this shit, I’m going inside.
May 17th, 2008 at 3:34 pm
That’s why I own a mother shitting cat. 45% less humping.