Thursday, November 5, 2009

Siesta

Cheetahs dozing in the arms.
Buffaloes grazing in the feet.

The mind, a secreted octopus
jammed in a rockshelf.

An Orphic swan
caught in the shoulders

and a squirrel curled
in the stomach.

In the ears, bees,
in the eyes, fish,

and the heart,
rumour has it,
some kind of a trout.

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