poem

I run silently,
Trying to see my reflection.
Puddles of Saturn’s exterior
Sparkle like golden teeth.
I dive across,
Defying gravity.
I fly across the
Anguished Children.
A catastrophic image
In the Suns beams.

The bloody Nile
My own golden Jacuzzi.
I must swim,
Just like a river swan.
Try to swim,
In the musty desert sand.

Upon awakening I realize I lost my bookmark...