I am a pace-maker
To the heart that atrophies.
I am Charon, the boatman
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You may call me ungrateful,
You may think I’m impudent,
You may even cast aspersions on me
If you wish.
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I cast myself into the waxen mould
To be what you desire;
Then I cast you into the waxen mould
To be what I desire.
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I wish I knew
How to restore
Torn rose petals
Back upon their withered calyx.
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When mermaids cry,
The world sleeps unperturbed,
But the oceans tremor
And the dolphins sigh.
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