i used to be such a good good swimmer

its a funny thing to learn to swim when you start to drown. the water was wet and my hair drifted along, leaving like a quick fish. the people were whistling and he was humming the melody of some distant traffic in another country. where was my hair running and why couldn't i grab it? well whatever, it went too fast and it was too late anyways. it's a funny thing to learn to swim when you start to drown. the white mailing labels where i printed your information wasn't collecting dust anymore. i grabbed it, took a dolphin bark of breath out of this iced place and sent that shit with those nice stamps. but laugh out loud, weren't you surprised? it's an rsvp of letters this game we play. and it's getting old. i learned how to destroy my fort and made sure to throw away the lovely soft talismans to make room for something new.