sailing the empty
seas of life
the wind
and the rain blowing
through
my fading blond
hair
no more worries
of leaving this
empty bed
I am alive
against a hard
pole that fights
against my soul
The fish jump
in time with the waves
wrestling with me
we are in a race
to stop the
the fingers
of time
one mermaid
leans heavily
against the clocks
hour hand
like a tangled root
it is a never ending
battle
to feel air
between my toes
we were only
ever a fragile
bond
of friendship
half
a leaf on the tree
of life
broken dusted and
now buried
at the bottom of the
sea under
stones
ships and debris
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