Treading Water May 1, 2008

HELLO YOU, WHAT YOU DOING IN THERE?
I’m treading water – it feels nice – bet it looks good from up there?
YES, IT SURE LOOKS GOOD, YOU IN THE MIDDLE THERE, RIPPLES, GREAT BACKDROP…
...WHEN YOU COMING OUT?
Not sure, it feels good, looks good… and besides I’ve got no clothes on.

I’LL COME IN AND SWIM AROUND AWHILE AND CHAT, OK?
Great.
IT SURE FEELS GREAT, AGREED – WE PROBABLY LOOK GOOD FROM UP THERE, WHERE I WAS…

… I CAN‘T STAY IN HERE FOREVER, MIND, SIMPLY TREADING WATER…
SHALL WE SWIM OVER THERE. AND THEN GET OUT?

No… I like treading water… in sight of both shores… better to travel than to arrive and all that. Besides: no clothes.
WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR CLOTHES?
I’m not mad on them. In here I’m my own man, dressed best, who could dress better, feel like a king, gladrags in a heap.
THERE ARE NICE CLOTHES TO BE HAD.
If one can afford them.
IF YOU TAKE THE TROUBLE TO FIND THEM.
If one can earn them? How?
HOW? ... BY YOUR LOOKING GOOD, TREADING WATER BY ALL MEANS BUT GETTING SOMEWHERE ALSO – BY ARRIVING AS WELL AS DEPARTING. AFTERALL, SOMEONE WAVED YOU OFF, THEY WOULD NO DOUBT LIKE YOU IN, PLAYING A PART…
Are you a lifeguard?