nocturnal

hall of mirrors – reflections –
where’s the dark glass?

hall of idiots – glass hearts
devoid of feeling

he thinks you’ll be eaten up,
he’s lacking vision

very myopic, per se,
nothing to see here

dingos brush against twilight,
other creatures fear

canine carniverous beast,
his hair stands on end

quiet path to the forum,
zebra tracks fading

avoid nocturnal freeways,
silvery drag strips

all this talk of wilderbeasts –
have there been sightings?

follow the Serengeti,
migratory paths

institute’s corridors,
beyond …
light umber dead ends,
strange coincidences

© belongs to the poet 2008

nocturnal

Ann Healey

Joined November 2008

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Mostly stream of consciousness.

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