Knick Knack

A simple and silly knick knack;

A porcelain mermaid lamp,

Aqua blue and white, her serene,

Holding a golden shell in her hand.


In this dark apartment,

Waiting to sleep, pass a grey day,

The light through little holes in her

Tail, casting brass scales up above.


This simple thing, remembers her,

And the weekend in Florida, the beach,

Blue and white swimsuit, black hair,

And what we thought was a beginning.


A gift, a mermaid, us caught between

Worlds, land and sea, hope and earth.

It shines, sweet and pretty in the dark,

A shard of Eden still glowing, aching.

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