By Katie Green
Copyright ©2024
To my room
the mermaids come
across the sea
and sing to me
across La Mer
of Debussy
in pastel shades of urgency
It is no crime
time after time
their song sublime impresses me
their melody addresses me
their clarity
their flaxen tresses
their shiny eyes
their tiny dresses
What is it then?
What am I now?
a victim of their lullabye
I close my eyes
to what is flesh
and what is thought
what’s in my grasp
and what is not
I ought to stop
this maritime oblivion
a merry time
for someone in
a shuttered room
with shades pulled tight
a stormy evening
a rainy night
About Katie Green:
Katie Green grew up in Chicago. She always wanted to write, especially after reading Catcher In The Rye. She studied Civil Engineering because she feels our Infrastructure could use A Few Good Women!
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