A Frankenstein Poem

With me as the glaring exception, my father molded the world around him to his liking.

With all this in our minds, we waded ashore as fast as we could.

Day after day, night after night,

The uncertainty of the feeling was clear and bright.

I cried all the way home.

My curiosity, in a sense, was stronger than my fear.

One may lead a horse to water,

Twenty cannot make him drink.

I saw webs clotted with dreams like fat flies.

I remember him as if it were yesterday.

A collection of lines from four works: 

1. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

2. Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson

3. The Marrow Thieves by Cherie Dimaline

4. "Goblin Market" by Christina Rossetti