Mine Na Poem

On the Cusp

Scorpio Moon
Salty scales
In depths concealed,
keyhole through
the unknown ebony
Pour in rippled imaginings
Cast away the poisoned torrents of
Chevron
The mind whirling curtains

Exchange for trust,
that my better half
is on the other side,
of that someday summer door

Discover a truth like no other truth
The tide is high, but I’ll choose to let it flow in me
My cards are worn, but I’ll spread them out in front of me
I’m not sorry, to be in love with the magnificent mythical, the maps of metaphors, the bountiful of the illogical mind tilts
I’m just a leftover dreamer
I’ll vanish one day,
in the willow moonlight,
on wings they thought they clipped

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