nymous

Waiting for the ferry with sandy thighs and not sitting in the best spot-

but the only place to wait

I was thinking of someone I knew long ago whose name I can’t remember-

or maybe she didn’t have a name

Not one I knew

Or non-existant

No name?

Not possible.

I hear you say

(an echo in my own head)

Or, maybe we just assume everyone has a name, when in actuality that may not be true at all

Perceptions and reality— (and legality)

Will we stand firm and united in our perceptions until proven wrong?

Like the color purple.

Everyone thinks purple is rare in nature— but then poke your head under the ocean in southern Thailand —

and holy coral!

Purple everywhere — enough to make you shiver.

A royal city of purple with a population to rival Manhattan’s.

“There are plenty of fish under the sea."

You think it’s a cliche

until you’re down there-

and I mean

way

way

way

way

way

way

way

way

way

way

way

way

way

way

down there.

abundance

MEN and PURPLE

I mean fish!

(Did I say men?)