Blank Verse #5 (or, 'Colleen, the Jellyfish')

 A BLANK-VERSE POEM

Dancing like a clock ticking in the window,

On the door, rapping in silhouettes,

In black diamonds, downstairs, on the floor,

Showers like on mermaids’ skin with emerald eyes,

They pine. Those skinned tears. They favor Medusa.

Vexed, with brains like hers—of scales and darkness. Colleen.

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