A Green Submarine Sandwich

"A Green Submarine Sandwich"

To some life may be backwards.

It's really forwards.

To some tails.

To others heads.

Only like the rest of the universe.

In slow motion speed.

There are no real set ages.

No boundary stages.

Life can't last forever.

Unless you think a second is infinite in space.

What's the difference?

Who cares?

Nobody burns stars for life.

It's a worthless million.

To a billion.

To a starving child it's five pennies for water.

Depends where you're coming from.

I haven't arrived yet.

So when will I leave and come back?

In my brand new suit and shiny shoes.

With my hair conked.

The ship is waiting for me.

At the port of my birth or entry.

Jonathan Billet 02/23/13