This is the future

To me, feeling safe
Is a lot like
Pink bottle nose dolphins.
Very rare.
And though my hopes
Swim on the backs
Of  mighty creatures
With desirable features
I will find a place for them
Once the ride is over.
So I took a pickle jar
And poured out the vinegar.
Seemed fitting.
I never did enjoy
Putting my thoughts in a jar
But this time, they glow.
Like fireflies, they illuminate
The Great Lake
In my mind.
And in my spare time I take notes.
I write them anywhere I can
Walls
Hands
Napkins
&
Coupons I forgot to use-
Become
Ancient time capsules
For a time
I can barely remember.
I mark it for the future.
So I can remember
I always had one.