My brother graduated college in spring
And we were both living back home
In the town we were raised in For the summer
One afternoon, we went swimming
On the lake across the street
With a couple of friends
By the house where my roommate my freshman year grew up On a whim or a dare
We decided to see if we could try and flip
His parents' 300 pound swim raft
The four of us stood at each corner
Like they were the ends of the earth
And began to rock the vessel back and forth
It moved slow, as if it’s body ached from old age
Then stood up like a skyscraper
Before crashing back to earth, scattering us like debris
We plunged into the water like stones
My brother and Dan surfaced first
And probably aged a year for every second
Before Pat and I came back up We couldn’t flip it back over
So it just sat there like a turtle stuck on it’s shell