Morgan Michaels


Floaters - Poem by Morgan Michaels

I've found it pleasant to name them after stars-
Though they often behave more like fishes
Darting from nowhere as they're wont to
Like hidden, fimbriated wishes;
Eggy sturgeons, one-eyed flounder, restless sharks
Or the revolting leopard fish
Spin-drifting through
The sea of the vitreous.

Moreover, they seem to multiply-
A very un-star-like task-
(Breeding a function oftener seen in sharks
Than stars, which display a tendency to solity:
But stars have prettier names, by far:
Better to murmur 'there, by God,
Goes Betelgeuse, Deneb'
Than 'there goes Mackerel or Cod.

So I declare these (floaters) enough like dirty stars
To be their namesakes. One like Venus, humongous,
One faintly ruddy, like Mars,
Only moving, moving. I'll admit,
A little wayward, in that one regard
A bit confusing, yet,
What you can't change, I always say,
You oughtn't fret.

And, day or night, eyes open, closed or in-between
The older you grow, the manyer you see-
Harmless, all told, but nonetheless annoying-
And a bane to those with OCD! ;
So there! (am I wrong?) I call them after stars
And make them my familiars
Guessing a name sufficiently makes things
Passible to those who think no more.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013


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