By a steamy river edge
in Ecuador
a while away
a bamboo pipe was bobbing
i have to say
of course the bloody obvious
i might just take that back
it just looked remarkable
hollowed out
no crack
smooth as a babies bottom
musically perhaps
a tune or two i could muster
With melancholic wraps
Each colourful crescendo
a melody of sorts
Borrowed from the jungle
of wild and natural thoughts
sadly for me i slipped into the water
it wasn’t very deep so fortunately was
able to get hold of and place it on the bank
And saw a snake crawl out
exceptionally
piranha in the water teeth a chomping
in Ecuador the rivers are a pain
there before something being
pulverised by a melee of them
seriously insane
blood and guts and splintered bones
were causing
a minced up vile indulgence i could see
thought to myself if luck was not protecting
then bloody hell it just might happen to be me