Parts of the Story


‘The Dream Of The Fisherman’s Wife’ Hokusai, 1814

My lover’s words were whispered
Into my waiting ear…
They told the tale of an octopus
Who wished that he were freer.

The octopus was sad,
He found it hard to live,
He only had seven legs you see,
And something had to give.

It was a long and tragic story
This tale of his missing parts,
My lover said it reminded him
Of us and broken hearts.

I thought about my lover’s tale
Of sea creatures full of woe
And wished I was his story
And that he’d never go.

I’d be his beginning,
His climax and his end.
And with a different story on his lips
I’d help his heart to mend.


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