easy, relaxed
camouflaged by the steam
from my black tea
and the tub
that rise and commingle
above my little sea
glub
as the IPad flipped from my grasp
it's a sub
the glassy uppermost layer of water
that's where the drama happens
like a floating paper note subtly floundering
I learned of primordial life forms
that graduated to the sea shores
before I graduated school
I may be naked
splashing about, juggling words
but won't bare my soul
submerged in the steam of
streaming, whimsical metaphors
