Vignette 2.
No, it is not a yoga pose.
There is no Namaste on my face.
Ol’ Neptune froze me here,
next to Venilia , my girlfriend at the time.
She said I was too old for her.
As if a goddess is some perky part-time summer help for the tourists at the hot springs.
Also, I’m not some god of snakes. Those are my curlies, sort of reverse dreadlocks.
I liked to swim, that’s how I met Venilia.
You know that I also have a fishtail, don’t you?
Oh wait, you can’t see it.
We were an item until that overrated god struck me with his dumb trident.
He didn’t care for the Greeks, god or not.
Even though she’s on my right, I can’t have her.
Or even have a swim in the river just over my head.
