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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Oh my. Oh no. Oh goodness no! You. How I dread (and long for) your familiar gaze – how it haunts me! I know it as well I know my own tail; my own nose; my own hole! You with your sleek, silver skin reflecting all the sky’s blue off of itself, and into my red eyes. You with your razor-blade teeth – (how I envy them!) I loathe them for their whip like bite. But most of all it is your eyes that drive me to sweat atop my bed of soft leaves until my white fur is matted and smelling of the most intimate fear. The fear of parting lovers. Those empty black bowls, like pits into hell! Two ways to find me before I can scream; two ways to see me within midnights dream; two ways to mark me outside of myself – but O’, how I love the high upon waking! I am alive! Alive to see another day! Alive to praise the great mother once more! You, old friend, make me live! You’ve been with me long before my mother’s taught womb – you of the ocean, and I of the land – a dream, a myth, a certainty perhaps that we were once called brothers. When life on land and ocean were not mutually exclusive, and we of the same either - or could breath within either. You are so much a part of me, that if I were to leave you buried beneath the graveyard mounds of my mind, I feel I would parish! as surely as if you grew limbs and found me, as you once did, on the land of my waking dream. But now is now, and those days – like your limbs and my gills, are long gone. So for now we shall meet in the dark of my dreams; where ocean and land come together to dine – you on my body, and I on your soul. *Written for Matt Caliri's Funniest-Hardest Poem Ever Contest. ;)
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