What do you see

[Maynard]

When you close your eyes?



I see myself running through a field in the summer, with a warm rain coming down upon my face. The field is filled with half naked midgets running around and playing their little midget games. I see contortonists aplenty, bending, twisting, shaping themselves into whatever they wish.

At the end of the field, I see a giant manatee, gasping for air. Flopping in the sandbox, wishing for an beautiful ocean in which to play.





Well, it's what I see dammit.