Uncommon Journey

I feel the tendrils wrap around me like a nightmare.

Octopus.

Wrapping around me.

Tighter.

I sway like seaweed.

Am I to be harvested for a Japanese restaurant?

Will I be in miso or wrapped around rice?

I like the taste of salt,

but it's choking me.

I burst to the surface taking a deep breath.

I'm a seal.

Slippery and wet.

Random thoughts rush through me,

making me dizzy.

Making no sense.

Will the bright sun burn my white ass,

as it bobs up and down in the waves.

Me...naked, in my birthday suit.

I hum that tune.

What will I do when I reach my destination?

Think.

I'll Think.

I'll use pine boughs to cover my naked skin,

nipples peeking through the branches and greenery.

I'll become a woodland nymph with cellulite on my ass.