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The Sea of Seeds and Polyps

In by Chris on November 24, 2010 at 2:47 pm

Up there,
a sea of seeds and polyps reverberates.
A man sails softly,
seeking a certain mermaid.
Angels fish for men,
and men try to make for themselves
heaven on earth.
The last pterodactyl
wanders an ashy planet.
Crabs maneuver around barnacles.
A monster wakes an abandoned man
from the most contented sleep
he’s maybe ever had.
Buses run local and express,
filled to overflowing.
A ghost waits in his house
for the second passing.
A hundred stories
conjure themselves into being.
Up there,
seeds and polyps wait
for their chance beneath the microscope,
wait for life seen by another.



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