"onyour" poems
We look at a dot .Not knowingThat there's a whole communityLiving on itBut maybe some other creatureLooks down on earthAnd sees a dot .The top of a bald man's head ________Oh so smoothTiny organisms trek for centuriesTo climb over the huge hills /\/\/\/\/\/\/Which are his hair We climb Mt. Everest /\/\/\/\/\/\/And cheer Another creature Walks over it smoothly __________Not even stubbing a toe We're hugeThe pupil of our eyes can fitBillions of miniscule living things We're tinySmall than a grain of sandIt all depends on Which side of the binoculars you're looking throughIt all depends onYour perspective . <----home to a community me----------------->. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ ________________Which is the bald man's head? Which is the hilly land?
Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 4:19 PM UTC
crinkle dust
up on
lashes frail
those mercurial onyx
splinters o' your sharp
eyes
you catch me
looking at you from
the back of
the room
you catch me onyour
sharp eyes
grinning
a slutty rictus
you cut
a sharpness out the air
with them
green shards
Dec 12, 2011
Dec 12, 2011 at 5:40 AM UTC