Poetic License: ‘Pantoum of the Vitreous Floater’
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Joe Pacheco
Stranger floating in my eye,
Dancing, prancing side to side,
Looking for a place to hide
Within the jelly deep inside.
Straight across my sight you glide,
Floating stranger in my eye,
Diabolical speck of fly,
Looking for a place to hide.
Implant from the FBI?
Straight across my sight you glide,
A bug to bug me as I write,
Diabolical speck of fly.
Out of sight for hours you lie,
Implant from the FBI,
Then sneak right up again to spy,
To bug and bug me as I write.
Or if some friends are dropping by
Out of sight like a cat you lie,
But when they ask, “How goes your eye?”
You spring right up again to spy.
Dancing, prancing, side to side,
A sea horse daring me to ride
Within the jelly deep inside —
Stranger floating in my eye.