Sometimes I daydream that I
cable laying a huge
going distances across the ocean storms and anonymous.
straight points well geometry
invisible and so I pull my fishing boat mounted
the silhouette of your shadow and your untimely.
Then I leave it suspended in the air
up to your mouth, a blade
second
where I look at you.
shake my head, lest I remember much.
Then I return it but still believe that I minded.
and I take in hand the cable and
hope that I can not fall into the foam of the waves
us not lose sight of. This
days go by me, the corners, looking at those memories
Haiku
most appropriate times for saying in a flash except I look
of forgetfulness and memory
rain.
As I go walking, as well as creating a collage of cuts
invisible above the foam of the waves,
below the clouds that float like hooks
light travel halfway to the average sun
ago never to lose,
this memory wire cable, your laughter
cherry color your waist of your soul tango
spring. Because
forget is how to die with dropper
Because the built
These lines
To keep track of ever
your shadow
That is what these lines.
Because otherwise
will I find when it clears the storm
And see the sea so blue still
And this land as round
And these days so long and so short
And do you still need me, so lacking even
Because otherwise
why.
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