January 13, 2008

Poem from perspective of something minuscule

When I Set Foot on a

(Extract from My Adventures on a by R.W.Little)

CR-rushed and asphe-heexiated between cold fleshy sheets

Like a pickle-seed lost in a frozen double-burger –

I can’t even tell if I’m kicking, I only know I want to.

Ok, one last try, if not – well – if not I’ll sleep:



A light ray slices my would-be-death-bed

And I see

     that the sheets

                              are red!

And I see

      that the vault

                              is ebony!



                                           the world I creep onto is a blind man’s world for

                                                  Suspended in a thick pungency of sea,

                                                        And petrified in deafening silence

                                                            A vast dazzling nothingness!

                                                A valley entirely carpeted in opaque mirrors.

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