Three-year-old salmon – Cecil Vortex

Yesterday
I really let him jump on me
let him throw himself into me
like some red-headed salmon
and me the current
his feet slapping the waves.
He was laughing, slap-laughing
and flying, slap-flying.
And then I was the sand
and he was the ocean
and he stretched me apart and he wore me down
and he sent me
streaming
out to
sea.

4 comments for “Three-year-old salmon”

Heroic Imp

July 28, 2004 at 8:56 am

Just tosssed it from the fridge! Sun burned, with salt down my pants, can’t eat it after a dip!

the RaptorMage

July 28, 2004 at 11:53 am

A leap-year Baby Blues strip put it this way: “Nothing in the universe has more gravitational pull than a dad lying on the living room floor.”

the RaptorMage

July 28, 2004 at 12:00 pm

Hmm. Seems the URL fell out of my comment. It’s http://www.babyblues.com/Testing/index.php?formname=getstrip&GoToDay=02/29/04

Itto Ogami

August 9, 2004 at 1:20 pm

don’t be a punching bag cecil. be sorbet. and then, you are the sorbet and he is the spoon, and into mouths lovingly you go.
with words, cecil, with words. into mouths with words. not…
“The way to resumption is to resume.”
Letter to Horace Greeley, March 17, 1866.
—SALMON Portland Chase (1808-1873)

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