paper boats

We who have comets as eyes,    
leave us our voice in these voids    
do not define me    
 
The vanishing fairies  
have told me to never leave    
" do not repent our frolics, "    
they tell me to walk light-footed    
as they dance to sea music,    
beguiled by them    
   
The vanishing fairies sit by my side    
their wings surround me as I speak    
Tomorrow I will polish my three-tiered tiara    
adjust it while the rain falls    
   
and I write towards that point
within all horizons
where our cloaked eyelids melt    
into poesy unwritten hence here    
uttered reflection within    
each basin swims    
   
when wild my hair unknotted    
danced a sphynx shade    
I dressed in it      
daily dearly lively deadly      
sought each sight      
     
we are faucets      
giving water      
to ancient mouths      
that speak through us      
      
nail scribbling footprints      
I dwelled      
word wrought      
      
my poems become my siblings      
I have lived with them      
fostered many      
     
strived for them      
they woke me up      
hungry      
starving      
   
verily so you will meet me    
upon these pages    
where still I walk    
among these driftwoods    
   
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