A Surrealistic Page is there, Concealed in Everyone’s Mind
She labeled the floating island as ‘for rent’:
With its lurid surf-shaped flowers, and their weeping ears.
Keeping her distance seemed necessary;
This phantom Laputa, haunts every corner of the block, like an ancient warship sneaking up
Her strongholds, diurnal or nocturnal, were all pushd to the world’s end
Below her feet, cave-riddled escarpments and shoaly valleys
Camouflage the entrance to Inferno
A hundred thousand ways to awaken herself: A stinging slap, some cold water, a pang of pain
Or just autosuggestion: out there is nothing but a broad, mirror-like street
Illusional houses, virtual riverbanks-- all are but photomontage works
Giant Shadows are they, cast from inside the empty vessel, where the soul sojourns
But now they are fading away, so feeble and flimsy
‘Post process is supposed to be done tonight, our customer wants it tomorrow.’
Having reorganized her files, she is ready to leave. Elevator car, indoor waterfalls, perfumed washbasin…
‘see you!’ She waved to Paul,
Never mentioned his being ram-horned, human-headed and horse-bodied
Paul knows it all—he was the one that has taken over the floating island,
And saved her from endless entanglement
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Submitted by catherineink on June 02, 2016
Modified on March 05, 2023
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| Scheme | XA BXXXC XXX AB C XXXXX |
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| Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
| Characters | 1,180 |
| Words | 188 |
| Stanzas | 6 |
| Stanza Lengths | 2, 5, 3, 2, 1, 5 |
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