boat
May 3, 2026 at 1:01:02 PM
Woat with Toad on a Boat,
floating out where the wild winds gloat,
hat tipped low, with a crooked grin,
letting the strange old story begin.
Toad hums tunes to the rhythm of waves,
Woat just laughs like he’s nobody’s slave,
they pass by islands that don’t stay still,
and bargain with shadows beyond the hill.
A fish jumps up just to whisper a clue,
“Not all that’s lost is gone from you,”
Toad nods slow, like he’s heard it before,
while Woat keeps watch on the bending shore.
The boat creaks soft like it’s keeping a beat,
time moves sideways beneath their feet,
and somewhere ahead where the sky turns green—
waits something neither has ever seen.
Replied on: May 3, 2026 at 1:20:09 PM
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