Look At Me
I am
A curious seahorse
Of copper and evergreen
Skittering past
Gaping jaws
Of a killer whale
An angry crawdad
Clicking my
Castanet claws
At sandaled toes
Gliding by
A scrambled message
On a cellular phone
With whirs and clicks
Baffling the receiver
But concealing an SOS
To look into my
Stained glass eyes
Is to see the quiver
Of an empty heart.
Copyright © Rayna Clark | Year Posted 2006
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