The Drowning Game
As the river flows
She is yet again reborn
Tho her song more softly sung remains
Held fast and forever locked dear heart
In these eternal sodden chains
Ah’ but tis so very slow indeed
She meanders her way t’ward thee
Yet unlike any raging flood
She swells like some mere tributary
With many would be lovers spared
She whispers thus...
As this river
Aches for the sea
I too ache
For your very company
Release that straw you clutch she said
Drink long and then breathe deep
Ye shall not drown nor perish here
But rather gently go to sleep
Then dream an angel’s dream with me
With that his blouson flung and cast
Into an eddy first and last
He bowed his head
And slipped within
Ne’er to be seen alive again
Come morn twas often said
Another wretched drunken lover
Was claimed again last night
Who dared to sup the tears of that
Playful nymphomanic water sprite…