Friday, February 12, 2010

Half Eaten Sandwich


O sentient being!

The swatter comes down
whistling and bejeweled
over my multifaceted brain

My opposable thumbs attempt
To hitch a ride away

O dimensions apprehendible!
O half-eaten sandwich!
Let me be a Picasso of escape in the world’s dark


Justin said...

Don't coddle the sandwich!

It seems it sees the suddenness
of the world's bright canvas

Keeps kicking up crumbs
and cries "color!"

But we know better:
between the bee and the batter
is a world of auxiliary meanings

and so shatter the eye

gary barwin said...

That did shatter my I. Fantastic. Thanks!