Foreign Paradise.

Laying on a plastic bed, I float

far out to sea. The shore gradually

crawling out of focus.

I bob up and down, lapping

under the current as the water

kisses the edges of the bed. Mwah.

Mwah. Mwah. Pecking. I can almost see

the sea purse its lips ready to kiss

my sides, my toes, as I dip

my foot in. Laying there,

the UV rays from the hot sun tint

my back a rosy pink, burning my skin

under the cloudless sky. I bask

in the Sublime.