The Uninvited Guest
I finished my last few lengths in the pool,
Carefully and slowly. An outside stream to a new moon.
Paces away, the garden forests have greeted a new time:
The day was now nighter than dark.
My forests, my gardens; I saunter out of the water - that too was mine.
The doorbell rang, as I prepared for small.
A diamond, a ring, as small as..
My child. Someone has disrupted me from the pool,
Stepping aside towards the grandiose door, that was mine,
Tonight was the sacrifice of a beautiful moon.
I opened the door to a stout, short man, and dark.
A definite disruption to an awkward time.
He stood there threateningly; more still and silent than time
For a while he doesn't say a word. He was foolishly small,
I was still wet, and we both stood silently in the dark.
As ripples streamed their way coyly across a magnificent pool,
Clearly rippling through the false lights of no moon,
And once again a young night was mine.
The short man whispered softly, 'will you be mine?
It's a question I've been meaning to ask you for such a long time.
The night is young as surely as there is no brave moon,
I feel so awkward that you should say I'm too small
For you.' I giggled and told him to saunter there with me by the pool
And that we can converse in the dangerous realms of the dark.
It's true that he was short, stout and dark
But he told me that I was more sacred than any diamond mine
And that he knew I was free and available. More vacant than the pool
Was at the moment; and that it was about time
I got married. But he was quite small,
and his frustration at this was clearer than the finer hour of a dangerous moon.
It was the finest hours of the night with this invisible moon
And he still seemed more threatening in the dark.
I wanted to clarify that he was not so small
And that he knew I was wealthier than any goldmine,
To say these things now, he hadn't really chosen a very good time,
As only a while before the doorbell rang, I'd been in the pool.
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Having taken a small pocket knife of mine I looked up to the skies
Where there was supposedly no moon; twisted and dark, I punctured her heart and
lungs. Swiftly and in no particular time, dumped the feeble corpse back into the pool.