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The Myth Carriers
Before I first crawled from a mythical ocean
light years before history began to take itself seriously
I was told to spin new myths.
The dead-not-so-dead gave me buckets of myths.
“This is your mission,” they said, “carry these buckets
one by one to a place called, solid footholds."
The buckets had water in them
for myths need an aqueous environment.
Because they swam in the same bucket
the myths became mixed, some copulated
spawning more myths.
In a dream I was told that if the place called
solid footholds ever ran out of myths
it would blow away in a cloud of dust.
Until now the buckets have not run dry,
been spilled or wasted
but the place of solid footholds
is drying up for want of more mythical tales.
I am not the only myth carrier, there are many.
If you are one of those then carry buckets
to the place of solid footholds
before its footprints are gone forever.
Copyright ©
Eric Ashford
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