Carp of a Thousand Drums
Exactly how surreal do you fish?
Do you dangle your long rod over a stream?
Do you speak to the waves from the depths of a dream?
Exactly how surreal do you fish?
Do you chase the svelte outline of a timorous Bream
Do you lure it with lucre, or some other scheme?
Exactly how surreal do you fish?
Do you drivel the long night over one page?
Does one simple courtly brushstroke take an age?
Exactly how surreal do you fish?
Is your hand the bold executor of your rage?
Do you play to the gallery, strut the bare stage?
Exactly how surreal do you fish?
Do you count every turtle over a beach?
Do you count every syllable, frame every speech?
Exactly how surreal do you fish?
Do you baste an albino with gallons of bleach?
Do you listen to mermaids who sing each to each?
Exactly how surreal do you fish?
Do you paint every raindrop over the eaves?
Do you grasp every grimace from someone who grieves?
Exactly how surreal do you fish?
Do you enter the room each time somebody leaves?
Have you only disdain for him who believes?
| Contributors: | Beefy, Glider, P, (trad), loaf, Loaf, Grayman, Roland. |
| Poem finished: | 7th August 2002. |