Sunday, July 12, 2009

an occurrence on sheep-creek bridge

if someone followed every cord in this carpet
I think they would walk several miles before they arrived
in the other corner
it might take a few hours
and there they would find a low roof
the persistence of arrogant sexual perversion

some candles just fallen over
spilling wax
evidence of drug-taking

clearly some dacoits had just left the scene

following the carpet god back up the hill

the sneak-god who just walked in
snuffles down in the fluff in the firelight
rolls itself in feathers
sings itself to sheep

they coo at the window astonished
as pigeons
twitching their ears
at his overtones
wondering if they should come in

but it's just not the time for sheep

nor swimmin neither

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

'snuffles down in the fluff in the firelight' - priceless.