Roach
This was the strange word
that I looked for in my dream
And was quite unable to find.
I woke up
having dreamt of a fish
with red eyes
easy to catch with chewed bread
on a bent pin
So much more sluggish than fair bleak
those warm shorewater’s
indefatigable dancers
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Yes, this dream was full
of beauty and dancing
And no one in the whole world knew
That the roach is called roach.
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