Comments Inbox
| |
The World is Flat
yellow leopards
leap from azure waters
to clutch a fearful throat
unless drowned baptismally
in error
in there fire in the hydrant?
do tiptoes smile?
will there be an end to this
in a little while?
dotting sigh and dashing breeze
mourning dawn’s antipathies
humming bears by buzzing fly
dream that wonder-nothing, why?
|
|
|