Monday, January 26, 2015

Marsh Creek Monster

Monster of the Lake,
come out.

you know its bottom;
secure him there.

you know its stones;
let him hold them.

monster, monster,
come out of my dreams
I think of me
when I think of you

Grab my feet, surprise
pull me down
pull me away
I will find that I am not afraid

you know the currents and the tides;
sweep him away.

soul of mine,
listen to the lake; it knows
let it take you home

don't be afraid if the monster comes.
it comes first for him,

then to take you home.

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