Vague Poem by John Allen

unformed and anonymous
urgently pinched in waves of finned dispersion

a distant face streaming slowly apart
in the slumping waves of a forgotten pond

a thin river
dry Ophelia, unsure where to fade

carrying bouqets neither real nor artificial
symbiotic petals

christening a sleeping sea with
clear blushes even you don't understand

dry as the brush you were painted with
still not knowing as your sharp cheeks strike the

canvas
my dry Ophelia