Poem: Upriver! the boats

Talking to the walls back at home,
Trying to sound self-assured
in a moment of peace and forlorn,
it feels like I’m moving now
through the doors
–switching off lights

And my shadow’s floating upstream
singing, O life is but a dream
and what happens –just is
–now what should I make of this?

There will be no beautiful corpses
found at the shores of the dreams
that like sailing boats yearn
to be set free –by wind and storm

But, these galleys are stuck in the shoals
located in the corridors of my empty house
–with the lights all switched off
it is dark, yet there are no stars to be seen

So, broken they float upstream
–singing, O life
is but a dream–

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