I stood waist deep in a cloud
holding a fishing pole over the side
I wore a fisherman's hat covered in hooks
each one labeled with the name of a
past lover
I reeled in a mermaid
the hook embedded in her fourteenth vertebra
her blood was green and blue
she cried and her tears turned into birds
that plummeted into the waves
I would have thrown her back into the sea
but she knew too much
so I strapped her to a rocketship
and launched her into space
the last thing she said
were words sung into my ears
that broke my bones
and stained my lungs
I told my grandchildren
so they could understand
why I walk with a cane
and a limp
Monday, December 21, 2009
That Dream Was Exhausting!
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