The 10th of February -
yellow submarine
Nostalgia rains in the house, Beatles
music blaring,
Paul and Ringo reunited
the heart beat of my college days
of my first sexual encounter.
Yoko dancing – very stylized motion
–
big warm grin behind those big dark
glasses.
We all live in a yellow submarine -
our denial machine
our ride thru dark matter that wearies
our soul
our space ship survival cocoon
naivete saving us in colors everywhere
transports us thru the doughnut hole
to another dimension.
Who knows?
My yellow submarine swallows me and all
I love
transports my heart to spring in
winter,
to picnics on planets unimagined.
Sustains my soul.
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