I found these notes on my drive... I think they were written by Chris.
Imagine not knowing what's beyond the border
Imagine not knowing where the world begins and ends
Thinking the stars are gods
mountains are forever
and monsters dive and feast in the depths
How much is different now from then?
Did our advances change our order?
are we as ignorant as we were before
are we interested in our borders?
or our celebrities?
are the stars still our gods?
Predecessors were ignorant for acknowledging titans, squids, sirens
Are we any less ignorant for not acknowledging ours?
Your skirt sways languidly
sine-wave kelp of tropical seas
caressing pale skin
and I stand rooted
the soft perspective of your rising form
My lips touch the back of your knees
hands drawn upward by the warmth above your thighs
you moan and tussle my hair
my tongue plays out my mind
my show hits metal, I trip
sprawling flat on my face
what pathetic man am I?
you are gone without a trace.