The comet has come
And an ocean of water
Flows through the window
Of the first floor.
Waves are so funny
And salty and hotter
Than bleeding
You'd like to ignore.
The Earth caught the comet
Because of its great mass,
And the comet transformed -
Turned into the Moon.
No way to calm down
The ebbs and the flows,
Even if you're
A water tycoon.
My thoughts are light.
The thing from the sky
Is looking so sadly
Directly at us,
Continuously trying
To break free, and one day
It will leave us
And go to the space.
Water is flushing your things through the window,
A mischievous dolphin is knocking the door.
And a gas is emitting from circuited wires in the wall.
Everything will be all right, don't you know?
'Cause an old fortuneteller predicted it so.
Have a rest. Feel yourself like at home, don't worry at all.
The Comet
© Copyright: Костя Елисеев, 2020
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