Running down the riverbank The moss is wet and slippery The willow trees whisper in the breeze As I dance with the wind Smells of sweet honeydew and rotten leaves Paint a smile on my face The water lilies and narcissus bloom White pedals in my wake
Ivy leaves like snakes do slither And trap me in their grip Tangle my flighty feet in its long fingers And I meet the icy arms of the creek
The splash is loud and the slap is hard But how I love to swim It is cold and calm and I hum along How it echoes in the deep My feet are numb and my lip trembles My battered clothes catch on reaching branches tug me farther in Like childrens hands excitingly pulling me close Before too long all my troubles are gone the restlessness finally settles
Blue blood like ink pops out of my paper skin I close my eyes and succor my speeding heart And there I am, frozen and ****** From my seaweed hair to my dead white feet The nymph of earth, water, and air I relinquish this life of pain Of empty pernicious words Flirtations will no promises Hamlet, Father, Laertes I am no longer in debt to thee
Ophelia my sweet, come from the waters deep Thy flesh has grown so cold Soft skin wrinkles into old A bitter bark stains my tongue Oh god what have I done?