Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Vampire Mosquito

You know that feeling when you're swimming vulnerable, unclothed in a dark lake?
The breath of the Unknown licks at your ankles and you fear that the horny trout beneath will head for the amusement park between your legs...?
The depth seems more incalculable than Pi and
fright's red-crotched step brother holds a machete in one hand and a samurai sword in the other...?

and yet...

You can't help but feel more exhilarated than a blood-logged mosquito, sipping beside a Mediterranean sunset...
and everything feels more alive, and beautiful and real...

Well, anyway, that's what I've been touching tongues with recently...

Every night camping and every stop along the hike have trapped me in this transient yet eternal Moment; A Moment fatter than a bloated blowfish, mis-cut and blowing its load... Fatter even than an award-winning pumpkin on defense during the final determining point of the Super Bowl...
Probably fatter even than Pooh Bear honey-hugged and stuck inside the doorway...

But

now it's time to leave Japan.

I'll be diving from one lake of gnarly, uncharted water into the next
in two days.

Just glad I learned the breast stroke as a child...

3 comments:

-c said...

Yeah, Mystery is always a good high!

Zahra, I'm off to visit family in California for a while before deciding on the next country that will capture and overwhelm me.I'm excited!

L said...

argh! I loathe mosquitoes... they just eat me alive

-c said...

AliceBabylon- Don't tempt me :)

L- Me too! They drink from me like my blood were Khalua-Milk

Zahra- I'll meet you infront of the mime on Las Ramblas. I'll be wearing a scarlet letter on my chin and a dandelion in my lapel.