Harry her Hippopotomus
Colors fade away
from an image of long-ago nowhere.
They called her a whale
but she is not,
After all hippopotamus are cooler
just look at the teeth.
Not a leek in her hands
sadly just a training staff
so when she enters the hippos’ smile
she doesn’t lose her own.
Colors are not needed
not here.
Not a zoo
and yet not a circus either.
Just a young girl
trapped in a young woman’s body
try to live out a dream
she always woke from,
for now she lives the dream
instead of dreaming.
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