Saturday, August 20, 2005

Half the Man

The flower pushed through the ground
Red like Arab lips
The frog leapt through the kept turf
Green like glassy monsoon shoots
The moon glinted in the corner of his eye
Like white starlight
Three magi came to his door
Only one and a half went back
Gold and frank
Splice.
They became halves
Because his angst was such
And no one else understood.

4 Comments:

Blogger 100hands said...

As beautiful as a rock in a cops face.

8:44 PM  
Blogger draco said...

I used to be.

:)

10:53 AM  
Anonymous JW said...

Very nice.

8:14 PM  
Blogger Aporup said...

excellent stuff samira. powerful!

12:50 AM  

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