Cowboy I Poem by Naveed Khalid

Oh! my mind is still catching up with those flies,
you had them all lined up in your beaker full,
wild hovering demons were ready to let out
the mystery of your being, but before I could know
what was on your mind, not a thing to say, hush!
you threw a loop of the world around me,
held me tight in your arms to never let go;
your pounding heart in my hands slipped away,
celebrate! a feast of flies begin for another light year
in the broken glass of your empty dreamtime,
where butterfly wings neatly dovetail'd along the pavement,
when they stood up waiting for you to come and go,
you gave the horse the last gallop, head o'er heels,
a lot of rein, slack and kiss, and went your way alone.


(C) Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Sunday, October 07,2012 5: 01: 05 PM

* Previous poem's title 'Untitled' revised with Cowboy'