Monday, July 09, 2012

[Poem] Observing The Oblivious

I squat

Among bamboo and scaly

Like a stone-faced deity
From Bayon.

The ant devours my puny home
To make his own.

Fears my magnifying glass
And sole.

We never look up enough.
Who knows

If the feet of God
Aren’t about to leave their own mark

On our fragile spines,
As they uncurl

Beneath his summer home ceiling

                  When he isn’t looking.

From On the Other Side of the Eye, 2007

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