He stares into his bowl of soup
Contemplating the adventure of a man
—one smaller than he as a boy—
Setting sail on a carrot boat
Across the Oblivion Sea of Broth
He sits at the bar
Watching the CO2 rise to the top of his glass
She goes on about her day
He imagines a tiny child
—young, but not too young for an adventure—
Sitting inside the bubble
Excited to escape the oblivion of yellow
M. W. Knepp (@mwknepp) writes poetry and short stories that are fueled by scotch, beer, and dreary Ohio winters.