Its the weather today. It is killing me to be indoors, and I still got 3-4 hours to go. But no one said I've got to spend them being productive, hence....

In the winter light

make me a picture, of me

in a boat floating out to the sea.

Rile up a storm

for me to fight, to be

what I am and what I’m meant to be.

Soak me wet in

the cold tyrant waves, so I

may feel alive for a little while.

Do not be shy

to not throw me a line, for I

cannot dream of another way to die.

Pardon my trespasses for I am no poet.

Also today is a friend's birthday. So Happy Birthday L! Get chained and live free.