Z-axisA Poem by eglantineall the fingers on the hand are talking nonsensical
about puppets and whales and whether i really is before e, except if you're seaweed because then you're just wet.
they talk and jibber-- and doodles drop from my washed-up eyes like beads of liquid mercury: hazel pearls.
Can you sense the rain? it's just a flip of the page-- the sky's mottled fin.
let's gather mason jars and catch the falling water before the whales stop singing.
i'm tired of listening to my hands gesticulating nonsense and mermaid teeth are so much easier to swallow than pills. © 2012 eglantineFeatured Review
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Added on September 27, 2012Last Updated on October 9, 2012 AuthoreglantineSomewhere SomeplaceAboutI graduated with my B.A. in English (emphasis creative writing) My ultimate goal is to be the U.S. Poet Laureate and to be a college professor of poetry. I'm a wildflower with a poetic soul. I'm als.. more..Writing
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