i put a fish in a cage somehow
i put a bird in the water
i lifted a snake to the sky
it flew in great leaps until it was not a speck
once upon a time there was a poem
about a fairy with wet wet wand
she too dripped away until
she was just a puddle of fairy
this happened twice
both times bats chirped
up above high above way on top
and bat droppings dropped
i put a fish in a cage somehow
i put a bird in the water
i lifted a snake to the sky
it flew in great leaps until it was not a speck
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sometimes the surreal makes so much sense to me, especially making things clearer somehow. it's hard to explain, so maybe that is why.
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Poetrymy personal favourites in one book. these all come from older collections. hardly any of the media belong to me