Boar's Head Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The boar’s head
It grew
And grew
And multiplied
Head on head
With the boundaries
Ever-increasing –

The boar’s head
Was in the brain
In the mass universe
The same
Whirling round
And round
Whilst
The sleeper
Slept with a breathing sound.

And
Then
A hundred boars
Came on trotting
Breathing loud
And belching
Wide red eyes
And wild
And sweating
Down their backs
On their wet tails
Glistening
Then of a sudden
A noise
Was it from Heaven above
The night stars, the sly
Moon?
Faded the boars as sudden
As one second.