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Date Posted: 14:59:59 09/11/02 Wed
Author: Dr.P
Author Host/IP: cache-loh-ae02.proxy.aol.com / 195.93.49.8
Subject: Re: Under
In reply to: Gray Squirrel 's message, "Under" on 02:04:32 09/11/02 Wed

>Under
>
>Wrung out like a wet towell
>Hours out of the waves
>A trim of water, spurned
>Turned to scatters.
>
>Even you have felt yourself shudder
>Viewed through your own distortion,
>Even you have needed to dry.
>
>Rain was never the problem, no,
>If there was something in store for you,
>Did you know I would wait?
>
>I would wade through those years,
>Dreamt or random, caused or accidental,
>Or maybe you thought I could swim
>Right away, to another island?
>
>Dew, call it dew, or mist, or just haze,
>If you are mesmerized by the rise and fall,
>Does it matter what you call it, ignore it?
>
>Nearer than a fallen drop on an invisible star,
>Opened like a giant oyster with herculean grip,
>The source is more, more than unquenched fire.
>
>Did you know there would always be each moment?
>Off the shore, into the deep, hold your breath,
>explore.
>Invigorated by the surrounding soup, the original womb,
>Taste the salt streaming into every pore.
>
>Water, oh, for all that's holy, I'm sick and tired of
>water,
>After drowning for so damn long, screaming so slow,
>Sure, I thought you would know what I meant by that!
>
>Ask me, does it make a sound?
>Laughing so hard we would hurt each other,
>Love is stirred... never spins alone.
>
>About communication... rusted, ripped,
>Boats use satellites, now,
>Or the air, that thin crap
>Up there.
>
>Talk to me in squeaks and clicks, then,
>Yell something! ...without breathing in,
>Or just stare at me, look, look!
>Under.
>
>-Gray Squirrel

I really liked this Squirrel. A bit of exasperation always inspires, and the water theme is good.

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