She had that
octopus smile,
always reaching for
something.
I was her small
fish; her handmaid.
I lived in her nebulous
world for far too long.
Inky confusion...
There's a reason for
your treason, said the
old man to the shark,
but Hem forgot, a beast
is a beast, they do
beastly things.
We all have to eat.
I'm done being the
meal.
It's your Ocean,
I'm just trying to
swim in it.
You're an oyster,
and I want your
pearl,
but I won't drown
for it.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is an older poem and a repost. My book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems is available on Amazon.com
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Comments1
I just love this, I hope one day you have enough pearls for a necklace 🤣 magnificent poet. 🌹
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