A sublime abyss; a foreboding leech:
delving its fangs into your brain
and pursing its lips to get every last drip
of human intellect, speech, and wit.
A world where humans sink beneath
the water; racing their heads up
toward the life-giving blossom;
only to see a crystal shave mystified overhead-
a barrier between the Humans and the
Mermaids?
Fairtyales, they come to life-
seeking an abode in this blog;
like a 9-year-old looking for her lost dog-
"It has to be somewhere."
A place lost in dimension--a time machine
invented to go nowhere; the purgatory of
Past and Present and Future;
it seeks no comfort in the Moleskine.
It shirks from the pen and the papyrus.
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