Friday, September 11, 2009

Aye! In me


A mermaid was seen drowning
So the fisherman cast his net
But it was heard the other night
That he was caught instead

~The fisherman
You are the seven stars I never had
The waking dream I want to see
The moonbeam I never touched
The snowflake I long to be
The sleepiness of a winter bed
The torpor in my calmest sea
The unrest of a fuming storm
The pressing need for a misery
You are not what they call the minds eye
You are the “I” in me

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