Pretend by igniting that fire –
The imagination you left behind in childhood
Wide open and wonderful and unskeptical
(Except concerning rules)
The mind that built kingdoms and crushed them underfoot,
Punished the bad and rewarded the good,
Cleanly separate without the gray of experience
To muddy the waters of justice.
Swing from the rope and pause precariously
Over the green water
To watch the fish swim below you
Until you crash through their ceiling
And invade their world
With a hundred thirty pounds of flesh.
Nothing but a loud splash and
Ripples that bounce off the shore
To signal your invasion.